Chapter 165: Brother, can you tell me about the mutants?

Mike’s new home, a small, detached two-story building.

“How’s that? Do you like it?”

Mike asked Gwen, looking down.

Gwen nodded her head, surveyed her new room and said, “It’s so nice!”

The pale pink walls were dotted with some floral-style paintings, and the chandelier on the ceiling, which was a sun-like chandelier, looked very cute.

“And it’s even better.”

Mike smiled mysteriously, closed the door, pulled the curtains, the room in the moment of dark down, a starry sky appeared above their heads, lighting up the darkness.

Gwen looked up and her mouth grew in surprise.

“Yes, it’s beautiful!”

“Do you like it?”

“Mmmmmm!”

Gwen nodded her head quickly.

“Daddy!” She hugged Mike excitedly and said, “I’m super into it! I love Daddy the most!”

Mike smiled happily, picked Gwen up and lifted her over his head.

“Giggles!”

Gwen giggled happily, held up her hand and said, “Daddy, higher, I’m going to catch the stars!”

Mike lifted hard, in the sound of Gwen’s exclaiming, gently force, threw Gwen up, in the moment of catching Gwen, and Gwen touched heads again.

Father and daughter laughed happily.

“Dingdong!”

The doorbell rang, and as Mike put Gwen down and went to pull the curtains, Gwen opened the door and said to Mike, “I’ll get it!”

“Slow down!”

Watching Gwen stride toward the stairs, Mike shouted, smiling as he pulled the curtains open.

Gwen leapt down the last two steps.

With a big smile on her face, she opened the door.

A man with a face full of dismay and surprise.

“Hello, who are you looking for?”

Gwen sized up the other man.

Charles blinked, looked at Gwen, half-crouched down, with a smile on his face and said, “You’re Gwen, right?”

Gwen nodded her head and said curiously, “How do you know? Do I know you?”

“I know you!” Charles smiled mysteriously and said, “You guys just moved in yesterday, didn’t you?”

Gwen looked at Charles in surprise, but suddenly frowned and said, “You’re not a pervert who stalks us, are you!”

Charles: ? _?

This kid talks so poisonous, who the hell does he look like?

Just as he was depressed, he saw Mike walking down from upstairs.

“Dad!”

Charles opened his mouth and called out.

Gwen took a step backward and looked at Charles in surprise, saying in astonishment, “You’re the older brother?”

Charles stroked Gwen’s head and said, “Hello, Gwen.”

After the words, he stretched his arms towards Mike, with a smile on his face and Mike hugged.

Mike gently patted Charles’ back and said, “Well done, I saw that.”

“Well?”

Charles squeezed his eyes at Mike and said, “Didn’t I look good on TV?”

Mike smiled and said with a straight face, “Not even close to me.”

“Ha ha! That’s not true!” Charles laughed playfully, patting his back, and said, “Dad is the most handsome.”

Digging a hole……

Yuck!

It’s building the underground space still needs his dad’s hand, can be coaxed properly.

Mike waved at Gwen and said, “Gwen, this is your brother, Charles.”

Charles?

Gwen cocked her head and looked at the smiling Charles, a little puzzled.

This name, and this face, she seemed to have seen it somewhere.

“TV!”

She exclaimed, “I’ve seen it on TV! They say you’re a mutant!”

Charles covered his face, bent down in front of Gwen, and jerked his hand open to make a grimace.

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“Whoa-ho!”

Gwen settled down and looked at Charles’ funny face and laughed out loud with joy.

Charles reached out to Gwen, cupped Gwen’s face and laughed, “You’re not afraid of me?”

“Not afraid!”

“Why?”

“Because you’re a brother!”

Gwen smiled, a pair of big eyes with full of joy.

Charles subconsciously used his ability, and after sensing Gwen’s current inner joy, he was very fond of this sister whom he had met for the first time and whose age difference was nearly twenty years.

“Slap!”

Mike slapped Charles’ hand away.

Hiss!

Charles held his hand and sucked in a cold breath, looking at Mike who rubbed Gwen’s face, bared his teeth and said, “Dad, the difference in treatment between me and Gwen is too much!”

Mike squinted at Charles and said with a disgusted look on his face, “You’re comparing yourself to Gwen now? Don’t make a fool of yourself.”

Charles: “……”

Wow!

Does you hear that?

The sound of a broken heart.

He let out a long breath and staggered up the stairs, then immediately recovered and called to Mike, “Dad, which is my room?”

“The one on your right now.”

Charles walked into the room and looked at it, and his eyes lit up.

It was much like his room at the farm, and it looked like his dad should have kept it as close to the original as possible.

Lying on the bed and looking at the ceiling, Charles suddenly thought of Clark and Eric.

“And I wonder how they’re doing.”

He muttered and fell silent.

Just then, Gwen showed her head from the doorway of his wide-open room and surveyed Charles’s room.

“So this is what brother’s room looks like.”

Charles sat up sharply, waved to Gwen, dug in his pocket, took out a small mushroom-shaped hairpin and handed it over.

Gwen’s eyes lit up, put her head over and said, “Brother bring it for me!”

Charles touched the soft hair, and his heart became soft.

Gwen touched the hairpin on her head, took Charles’s hand and said, “Brother, come with me!”

Charles followed Gwen to that pink room and skimmed his mouth.

The old man can ah, but also his sister painted pink.

Gwen closed the door, pulled the curtains closed, pointed at the starry sky that appeared, and said, “Nice, isn’t it?”

Charles: “……”

He was not sour at all, but he was in his twenties, he would not be jealous of a little girl.

So, he put his hands in his pockets and said indifferently, “Not good looking!”

Gwen was struck down and silently pulled back the curtain.

She lowered her head, and before she could get upset, she was picked up by Charles.

“But it’s pretty!”

Charles smiled and nudged Gwen’s head.

Gwen kissed Charles happily and covered her mouth with a ‘giggle’ twice.

From Charles down, Gwen quietly took out her hidden candy, carefully looked out the door and handed one to Charles.

“Shh, don’t tell Daddy ow.”

Charles nodded and tossed the candy into his mouth.

It tasted good.

Glanced at little Gwen.

Gee, that’s a sneaky one, too.

He whispered inwardly.

Gwen sat on the bed, eating the candy with Charles, both legs fluttering gently.

“Brother, can you tell me about the mutants? I heard they all have superpowers!”

Charles smiled, his eyes slightly narrowed, and said, “Do you want to hear about them?”

“Mmmmmm!”

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