Meiman: Evolve From Blood Clan

Hearing this, Peter came back to his senses instantly and said quickly: "Hello, sir, I am Peter Parker." This time I am here...

"You don't have to tell me this!"

The man waved his hand and interrupted: "Gwen has told me all this!"

Having said this, the man paused and stared straight at Peter with a hint of menace in his eyes.

"You're here to help Gwen study, right? Boy, you'd better have no other purpose! Otherwise..."

"Dad!" Gwen's voice suddenly came from behind the man.

"What are you talking about?" Gwen pushed the man aside hard, looked at Peter with some embarrassment, and whispered: "Peter, you are here, come in quickly!"

"Oh.․Ouch!"

Peter's mind went blank, he nodded blankly, and followed Gwen into the room.

"Let's go read a book first!"

With the excuse of asking Peter to help, under George's death gaze, Gwen blushed slightly and took Peter to her room.

After closing the door, Gwen looked at Peter with some embarrassment and whispered: "I'm so sorry, Peter, my father had a date with my mother tonight, but my mother seemed to have other things at work, so when my father arrived, I'll be back after get off work!"

"Dad came back a little too suddenly. I originally planned to call you to tell you, but before I had time, you were already here!"

"Uh..." 003 Peter scratched his head in embarrassment, his eyes unconsciously turned to the door behind him, and whispered: "Then let's... tonight..."

"Just follow the normal plan!" Gwen thought for a while, and then said: "It just so happens that dad is planning to cook now. After dinner, we can start again!"

Now that Gwen's father was at home, Peter no longer had any thoughts of showing off, so he nodded lightly and agreed.

Later, Peter was in Gwen's room, and the two of them read together for about an hour.

Boom, boom, boom!

"Gwen, come out to eat!"

"I know, Dad!"

Gwen whispered back, then turned to look at Peter, "Let's go!"

"Oh.........good!"

Peter came back to his senses, responded bravely, opened the door with Gwen, and walked toward the living room.

Sitting at the dining table, George sat in the main seat, staring in the direction of Peter, and didn't speak for a long time.

Just when Peter was sitting on pins and needles, Gwen finally spoke.

"Dad, let's eat quickly, otherwise our dinner will get cold!"

After hearing this, George looked away, nodded slightly, and said seriously:

"Then let's start!"

As if he had received an amnesty, Peter picked up his knife and fork and launched an attack on the plate of...pasta in front of him.

As soon as the noodles entered his mouth, Peter's movements froze, and a mask of pain suddenly appeared on his face.

It tastes terrible!

After a week of teaching from Chen Luo, Peter now has some knowledge about cooking, so he already tasted this plate of pasta as soon as he took it into his mouth. The cooking time of the noodles was too short, so now he is confused. It was a bit stiff and he couldn't chew it for a long time.

In addition, no condiments were added, and the ketchup had just been taken out of the refrigerator, and it still tasted like freezing.

Up, the taste of the resulting pasta is really hard to describe.

Peter, who was used to Chen Luo's cooking, couldn't accept this, so he just swallowed the noodles in his mouth. Then, Peter gently put the fork in his hand on the table and spoke in a low voice.

"That...I'm full!"

Upon hearing this, George calmly put down the fork in his hand and looked at the latter with an evil look.

"Huh? What do you mean? Do you think the food I cook is not delicious?"

"No, no!" Peter was sweating profusely and hurriedly explained with a guilty conscience, "Actually, I ate at home before coming here, so I'm not very hungry yet!"

"Ha!" Regarding Peter's guilty conscience, how could George, who was now the police chief, not see it? His face darkened and he stared at the other person, "Boy, who do you think I am? I'm a detective! You Is it a lie, can’t I still tell?”

"Uh...Uncle George, I..."

"No need to say any more!" George waved his hand, still not letting him go, "If you don't like what I do, then just come up and try it!"

"Let Gwen be the judge. If she thinks your cbaj is delicious, then I will forgive you!"

As he said that, George looked at Gwen beside him, "Gwen, what do you think?"

Gwen blinked, glanced at the plate of pasta in front of her, quickly put down the fork in her hand, and nodded quickly.

"I'm OK!"

Looking towards Peter, Gwen's big eyes were full of expectation, "Peter, what do you think?"

Peter was stunned at first, then subconsciously glanced at Chief George who was looking at him with eager eyes. After thinking about it, he agreed.

Well... even though there was a risk of being targeted by someone after he finished cooking the meal, Peter still didn't want to miss this opportunity.

After all, risks and opportunities coexist. If he can successfully conquer the other party with this meal, then he will undoubtedly be able to win the favor of this person who is likely to be his future father-in-law, and the chance of getting together with Gwen in the future will also be greater. many.

"Then... let me try?"

He stood up slowly, and then under the gaze of the two people, Peter walked towards the kitchen.

Um?

Seeing Peter's busy figure in the kitchen and his extremely skillful movements, for some reason, George suddenly had a bad feeling in his heart.

Recalling what Peter said just now, George's heart skipped a beat, and his heart suddenly sank.

No, this guy is playing me!

After more than an hour, Peter finally stopped.

Looking at the three dishes placed on the dining table and smelling the aroma that was constantly wafting from the plates, Gwen's eyes lit up and she looked in the direction of Peter with her big eyes, feeling pleasantly surprised.

Although she hasn't tasted it yet, as soon as she thinks about her father's previous 'works', she immediately feels full of confidence in Peter.

Unlike Gwen, who looked surprised, George's face on the other side was a little ugly.

With a dark face, he looked at the steaming plates in front of him, his eyes fixed on Peter beside him, gritted his teeth, and made a deep voice.

"Boy, it turns out you can cook!"

"And it's Chinese food! I really underestimate you!"

Peter scratched his head in embarrassment and explained in a low voice, "Chen gave this to me! He cooks very well, but my cooking is far behind him!"

Facing his modesty, George snorted coldly and said:

"Boy, don't be complacent! Although your dishes look good, the taste is hard to say!"

"Dad, let's give it a try!"

Looking at her father, Gwen rolled her eyes and quickly spoke to help.

George nodded and looked at Gwen with some inexplicable meaning.

"Gwen, as a referee, you must be fair and fair!"

"Yeah!" Gwen nodded, then eagerly picked up the spoon and scooped out the plate of tomatoes and scrambled eggs in front of her.

He put the spoon into his mouth and tasted it carefully. Suddenly, Gwen's eyes lit up, she narrowed her eyes and couldn't help but nod her head.

Seeing this, George frowned, and took a sip into his mouth with some disbelief.

Immediately afterwards, his face suddenly froze in place. .