He waited until Selina came back with a cart of things before he went to greet her, and the two of them started moving the things in large and small bags.
Nugget lazily lounging in the new doghouse on the porch, watching the snow.
The house needed to be cleaned up, and it was inconvenient for it to help here, so it was driven out.
But it has a tablet in front of it and snacks beside it. It can watch TV series while the big devil works. This treatment is too good.
While Selina was sorting out various supplies, she asked, "Are you arguing with that Aurora again?"
Luke threw all the things he didn't like into the big cardboard box: "No."
"You don't look very happy," she said.
Luke continued to throw things, and in a few words he recounted the dispute between the Soderberghs and Monroe.
Selina moved a table lamp around in the living room, trying to find the most suitable position. "Now that you put it that way, I understand them. If it were my dad, he would probably take a gun and go find that guy to cause trouble."
Luke laughed. "You would keep in touch with a drug addict and give him so much money despite the objections of Marino and Sandra?"
Selina pouted: "If I give them 5,000 dollars, they will beat me up and call me stupid."
Luke: “Are you sure?”
Selena: "As my father said, if a child goes astray, he or she must be properly educated. I was beaten when I was a child."
Luke was curious: "How did you beat him?"
Selina glared at him angrily. "I don't remember it because I was too young, but when I was five years old, I took the money from my father's wallet to buy a cowboy hat. When I got home, I was severely spanked."
Luke was a little surprised: "Why haven't I heard Sandra mention this before?"
When I went to her house for dinner, Sandra often talked about Selena's childhood.
Selina chuckled: "Because I bought the hat for my dad. Strictly speaking, I didn't steal the money. I just used his money to buy him a birthday present."
Luke didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "Then you got beaten for nothing?"
Selina finally put the vase away and nodded with satisfaction: "Not really. Since then, Dad has never hit me again. Whenever there is something, he always talks to me reasonably."
"A blessing in disguise." Luke came to a simple and straightforward conclusion.
The two of them chatted while cleaning up the villa.
These things can be done by a housekeeping company, but Luke feels more comfortable doing it himself.
He is a man with mild mysophobia and obsessive-compulsive disorder, and his family has never hired a housekeeping company.
In the next few days, all the people staying here are his family, and he doesn't want to let anyone else take care of places like the bedroom.
Suddenly, his ears moved. He put down the cabinet in his hand, walked to the door, and looked at the doghouse with gold nuggets on the side.
A little girl was squatting in front of the gold nugget, with a look of surprise on her face: "Hey, little golden retriever, smile for me."
Jin Nugget didn't bother to pay attention to such low-level teasing and continued to eat his snacks leisurely.
Of course, it didn't hate the little girl in front of it, at least she didn't come up and pull its hair.
The little girl leaned forward and slowly stretched out her hand: "Be good, let me touch you, just once."
Jin Nugget was unmoved and continued to eat cake while watching TV series on his phone.
It could smell that the little girl's hands were relatively clean, unlike some naughty kids whose hands were covered in grease and mud and they would just touch things randomly.
If it gets dirty, Selena will start nagging while giving it a bath, which is very annoying for the dog.
The little girl's small hand finally touched it.
The big golden retriever seemed calm and composed. It just glanced at her and continued looking at its phone. She was extremely happy.
This is the big golden retriever of her dreams: kind, honest, tolerant, elegant, and like an elder.
Well, but golden retrievers like to watch TV series? This... doesn't seem strange, there are also dogs who like to watch football games.
Her little hand couldn't help but move up and touch the dog's head.
This dog's head is so big and furry, it must feel better to touch.
As a result, a pair of black dog eyes stared at him, sneezed in dissatisfaction, and moved his head a little further away.
The little girl chuckled and continued trying.
She could sense that the big golden retriever was not angry, but just a little reluctant to be touched on the head by her.
Then... you must touch it.
"It's watching a TV series. You'll disturb it if you touch its face." A voice sounded not far away.
The little girl tilted her head and saw a young and handsome man standing there, waving at her with a smile: "Hi, Mindy, long time no see, where is your dad?"
Mindy was stunned for a moment, as if she was recalling something.
Suddenly she was surprised and pointed at him: "Are you the warm-hearted blond guy on the plane?"
The corner of Luke's mouth couldn't help but twitch: When the hell did I become the same breed as this dog
Women, even underage women, have very clear logic.
"My name is Luke." He could only volunteer.
After all, this original body had only met the other party once, and even if Mindy had a deep memory of him, she might not be able to remember his name right away.
Mindy blinked her narrow eyes: "Oh, it's nice to see you again, Luke."
She didn't feel too sorry for her slip of the tongue just now, because in her mind, she labeled Luke as a warm-hearted golden-haired man.
Although she complained about this guy at the time, she remembered his gentle qualities more vividly afterwards.
Killing people cleanly and neatly? Sorry, she killed people even more cleanly and neatly than him, so it wouldn't affect my perception of him.
"Is this your dog?" Mindy asked immediately.
It's quite appropriate for a warm-hearted man to raise a golden retriever.
Luke chuckled: "I guess so, but it's very old, you can't mess with it."
Mindy: “Is it not okay to touch it?” Her chestnut eyes revealed a look of disappointment.
Luke: "Touch the back of your head, just don't block it and watch the TV show."
Mindy immediately reached out and touched the back of Jin Nugget's head.
If you can’t touch your face, you can touch the back of your head.
The gold nugget was too lazy to resist.
It had no objection to this level of caressing. Meidao even liked being touched like this, so it just let the little hand do what it wanted.
"What's its name?" Mindy asked, looking at the cute golden retriever.
"Gold nuggets, US dollars, these are its names," Luke said.
Mindy was surprised: "Two names?"
Luke shrugged, "If your dad calls you Mindy, he would also call you baby or sweetheart, right?"
Mindy: “But there’s only one name.”
Luke: "Can dogs tell the difference between names and nicknames?"
Mindy paused, thought for a moment, and shook her head helplessly: "I can't tell the difference."
Gold Nugget glanced at her sideways again: Stupid little girl, you've been fooled by the devil again. It's really just breasts... Well, no breasts and no brains.
"Where's your dad?" Luke asked, looking around.
Mindy: "He went to sketch, I went to the mini-mart to buy something for lunch."
Luke: "You? Making lunch?"
(Note: This is the first time in my life that I have written a book to 1,000 chapters, and the word count has finally exceeded 2 million. I haven’t stopped writing for a single day. I am so awesome.
I also thank the book friends for their recommendations, monthly tickets, subscriptions, and various supports.
I have set a small goal here to strive to update to 2000 chapters, 4 million words, and make you all poor (manual gold nuggets)! )