Chapter 246: Not the worst

A minute or two later, Mike walked out with Eric.

Eric touched his face and smiled silly, without the cold and domineering Magneto.

“It’s better to have your own face.”

He muttered in a small voice, and saw his little sister at home looking at himself, a look of surprise, proudly raised his eyebrows and said: “How about it, is it becoming handsome?”

Gwen circled him and said, “It’s a disguise, isn’t it? Just like brother Clark?”

“How clever!”

Eric stroked Gwen’s head.

“When you get back, I’ll pinch it back for you.”

Mike instructed and asked, “You’ll be back for a few more days this time, right?”

“Three days.” Eric chuckled and said, “How can we have your favourite Chinese New Year before we leave.”

Mike nodded, still unable to resist raising the corners of his mouth.

“Is this your date to come back together?”

Mike couldn’t resist asking.

Eric pointed to Clark, who had walked into the kitchen and said, “Clark was the one who contacted us.”

“I haven’t been home in a long time, and people get suspicious when I don’t show up all the time, right?”

He made a lame excuse and flashed a smile at Mike.

Charles teased Gwen with a candy, causing the little guy to jump up and down, and turned to Mike and said, “Dad, are you especially touched now? I’m the head of a school dedicated to coming back to spend time with you, and I’m a very busy man.”

Mike moved his wrist, gave Charles a kind smile and said, “Here, let me find my hand.”

Charles shoved the candy into Gwen’s mouth, and as Gwen took a bite of it and was secretly pleased, she was held up in front of Charles, saying: “It’s time for you to find her hand.”

“Ah!”

Gwen looked up in confusion, looked at Mike who was coming toward her, thought Mike was coming to grab her candy, flung her cheeks, chewed twice quickly, swallowed the candy in her mouth and said to Mike, “Daddy, there’s nothing in my mouth, look!”

She opened her mouth wide.

Mike’s face darkened, pinched Gwen’s face and said, “Little glutton!”

The next second, he let go of Gwen, backhanded Charles’ face with a quick squeeze, and said through clenched teeth, “Practicing your touch, huh? Shield is it?”

“Dad!” Charles sucked in a cold breath and said, “Give me some face, I’m a principal anyways!”

Mike grunted softly, let go of Charles and walked toward the kitchen.

Charles and Gwen looked at each other, rubbing their faces, both baring their teeth.

“Haha!”

Eric couldn’t help but laugh out loud.

Gwen struggled to break free from Charles’s magical hand, took Eric’s hand, and said, “Brother, I will take you to your room. You haven’t had time to see it, right?”

Eric nodded, felt the warmth of Gwen’s hand, and ran with Gwen upstairs.

Coming to his room, looking at the familiar furnishings, Eric’s heart warmed.

This is his home, no matter what time he comes back, it makes him feel at ease.

Reaching out and touching the furnishings in his room, he looked at a metal Rubik’s Cube that he had placed on his bed and couldn’t resist fiddling with it twice.

He put it back in place.

This thing was also given to him by Mike.

That Rubik’s Cube is very heavy, and it was used to train him when he was young.

Gwen, who was standing at the door, looked at Eric, carefully closed the door, trotted downstairs and pounced on Charles.

“Brother, I know you still have candy.”

“No more!”

Charles shook his head and said, “I just grabbed that candy from a little kid on the side of the road.”

“Liar, you wouldn’t do such a thing!”

Gwen covered her mouth and snickered, then felt on the pockets on Charles’s body.

Charles dodged Gwen, reached out and pressed Gwen’s head, letting Gwen flail her arms around wildly and couldn’t reach him, smiling smugly, “Little girl, I’m warning you, don’t you go too far! I have and will not give you!”

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Gwen blinked, her eyes wandering, and shouted, “Daddy, brother, brother Charles said to warn me!”

“What?”

“What’s wrong with him?”

Mike and Clark came out of the kitchen, one with a kitchen knife and the other with a spatula.

Looking at the two, Charles suddenly hugged Gwen tighter and smiled nervously at the two, “Nothing, I’m playing with Gwen.”

“Oh!”

The two responded and turned around and walked into the kitchen.

Charles took a long breath and saw that Gwen was looking at him with a pair of big bright eyes, he pinched Gwen’s little face and said, “You little guy, you’re too bad too.”

“Hee hee!”

Gwen hugged Charles’s neck, then slowly landed on the ground, digging in his pockets, took out a small box, some lost said: “This is the Christmas gift I prepared for you, but you did not come back, can only give it to you now.”

Charles heart a warm, rubbed Gwen’s head, will open the box.

A pine scent emerged.

It was an artificial amber only half the size of his thumb, teardrop-shaped, with a small white flower sealed inside, and at the top was a thread hole wearing a red thread.

Charles picked it up: “I like it a lot.”

Gwen sighed with relief: “Brother, I’ll put it on for you!”

Charles bowed his head.

Gwen gave Charles to put on, said: “This is my laboratory class, made it myself, the world’s only one Yo!”

Charles gave Gwen a hug and took out a small packet of candy and handed it over: “It’s all yours.”

“Giggle!”

Gwen laughed happily, and hurriedly closed her mouth, carefully looked at the kitchen, and then quickly ran upstairs.

Looking at Gwen’s back, and looking at the orange amber hanging on his chest, the corners of Charles’ mouth picked up slightly, and he couldn’t help but laugh.

“What are you doing with a smirk?”

Clark walked out of the kitchen, put down the dishes in his hand, and said, “Go and set the dishes.”

Charles patted Amber on his chest and looked smug: “Look, Gwen gave me the only thing in the world…”

“Oh, that one!”

Clark shook his wrist, on which was a bracelet made of a dozen strands of amber and said, “This one is mine, all made in her lab class.”

“So many!”

The corners of Charles’ mouth twitched, and he suddenly felt something bad in his heart.

“What about Dad? He’s what?”

“He’s not this thing.”

“Whew!”

Charles breathed a sigh of relief.

The only thing is better.

“Gwen used the money she earned to buy Dad a kitchen set.”

Here, too, Clark’s expression began to get out of hand.

The two brothers looked at each other and burst out laughing together.

“What are you guys giggling about when you’re ready to eat?”

Mike glanced at the two brothers and called out to Eric.

After Eric and Gwen came downstairs together, the family of five raised their wine or juice after sitting down around the table.

“Cheers!”

The five cheered, with big smiles on their faces.

Ding!

With a clear sound, the Mac family was reunited for the first time.

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