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Chapter 181 I slept in your house last night 7/10(1/2)

Chapter 181 I slept at your house last night (710, please subscribe!!)

Hawke stayed at Gwen's house for the night.

Of course.

Hawke slept in the guest room.

Even if he wanted to sleep with Gwen, Gwen had this idea, and Helen would definitely not agree.

Well……

At least I won't agree with this matter explicitly.

However, Hawk and Gwen are both very disciplined. Hawk needs to think about how to find this target cross Carlos Close this time tomorrow and take the bounty.

As for Gwen, Gwen thought, but Gwen was a smart girl and knew what it means to get easily and never be cherished.

so……

Hawke slept alone in the guest room at night. Of course, in the second half of the night, Gwen, who was scared of encountering such a thing, quietly ran to the guest room and slept with Hawke.

Together.

Um.

Just the kind that just sleeps.

Hawke was already asleep when Gwen sneaked in.

the next day.

When Hawke opened his eyes, Gwen, who had secretly thrown in and sleep next to him in the second half of the night, had sneaked away again before he woke up.

Only the familiar scent of hair that emanated from the pillow next to it made Hawke sure that he wasn't dreaming last night.

Go down the stairs.

Hawke greeted Helen, who had already gotten up and had prepared breakfast.

"Good morning, Helen!"

"Good morning, Hawke, do you get up so early every day?"

"almost."

Hawke walked over and helped Helen get the prepared breakfast out of the kitchen. He replied, "Lorna used to like sleeping in, so I got up early in the morning to make breakfast, but it wasn't there yet.

I buy a car, so I need to take the bus in advance, otherwise I will be late.”

Helen was slightly stunned and looked at Hawk who was smiling and saying this: "It must have been very hard at that time."

Although Hawke said this with a smile, Helen could imagine how Hawke, who was both a brother and a father, faced the dangerous world alone while also placing his sister Luo, just by himself.

Na protected so well.

The most important point.

In this process, Hawke was not surprisingly crooked. This is already rare, it is simply incredible.

Did Hawke himself not have puberty?

Or...

In order to protect his sister, Hawke relied on his willpower to successfully pass his adolescence perfectly?

As the wife of New York City with a high rate of sacrifice in New York City, over the years, Helen has seen how many children who have lost their husbands and families go step by step after losing their father.

This is just the loss of his father, and Hawk has never had any parents since he was a child.

Hawke shrugged: "It's okay. Although life was a little sad at that time, I had a way of self-regulating, so I just wanted to have fun in the suffering."

Hawke is talking about taking orders and killing people.

but……

Helen understood it in her ears, but she understood it as another meaning. Her eyes at Hawk were a little softer than before.

If Helen's gaze at Hawk before was about the same level as the three little ones in his family, then now, it has more than three little ones, almost the same as the gaze at his daughter Gwen.

Just then.

Gwen, wearing pajamas, stretched and walked downstairs, said good morning, looked at his mother and Hawk who were already in the restaurant, and said with a smile: "What are you talking about?"

Hawke glanced at himself, then seemed to be guilty, Gwen smiled and said casually: "I'm just going to tell Helen that breakfast is so rich, it would be great if George was at home."

Helen smiled.

Gwen smiled at Hawke and said, "You care so much about my dad. Maybe when you go back, you can go to the 12th branch to deliver breakfast to your dad."

Helen shook her head.

Hawke raised his eyebrows when Helen was about to speak and looked at Gwen: "It seems to be OK."

Whoever said that George was not at home would have no way to get his account and password.

I can go directly to the 12th branch to find him, and go to George in the name of sending Helen's love breakfast. George can't drive him out.

Gwen, you are indeed my goddess of luck.

Think about it carefully, if it weren't for Gwen, he wouldn't have chopped up the butcher. If he didn't have chopped up the butcher, SHIELD wouldn't have rushed to give him money, and his ranking wouldn't have risen so quickly.

Among the three giants.

so……

Hawke's military merits for becoming one of the three giants of Freedom Killers is due to Gwen's contribution.

Well……

Sixty-five-four percent of the credit!

Hawke wanted to go up and hug Gwen and kiss him. If Helen wasn't around, Hawke would have done that. Look at Helen: "Helen, I'll go back later. I think George will love your breakfast.

Bar."

Helen didn't think of Hawke's thoughts, and thought that the four consecutive rooftop conversations deepened the relationship between the future father-in-law and son-in-law.

Just like George often asks Hawk if he comes to his house for dinner.

Hawke cares about George, which is also a very reasonable thing.

Moreover, Helen was indeed worried that George, who was sleeping in the police station, would probably not be able to eat breakfast at home. Now that Hawk mentioned it, it is naturally impossible to say anything that would not work.

One hour later.

Hawkett pulled the love bento prepared by Helen for George, parked the vehicle at the door of the 12th Branch, then looked up at the door of the 12th Branch, and walked in with a smile.

"Hello."

Hawke, who has been here for the third time, walked to the front desk with a familiarity and explained his purpose to the beautiful female police officer sitting inside: "I'm here to find a serious case, Detective George Stacey

.”

"Hawke?"

"Detective Beckett."

Hawke had just finished speaking, and heard a voice beside him, following the direction of the sound, looking at Beckett, who seemed to have just returned from outside, greeting him: "Good morning."

Beckett looked at the lunch box that Hawke lifted on his hand.

Hawke smiled slightly and lifted the love lunch box on his hand: "I'm here to deliver the breakfast Helen specially prepared for him to George."

"Helen?"

Becket looked at Hawke with some suspicion: "How could you come and give Helen's lunch box?"

Beckett also knows Hawk's other identity very well.

At this time, at this point, Hawke suddenly appeared and came to deliver lunch boxes. No matter how you look at it, it seemed so abrupt.

But Beckett's idea was quickly dispelled.

Hawke shrugged and said, "George didn't go home last night. Gwen was afraid that the killer would come back, so I slept at home. After breakfast today, I would give George a love breakfast.

, you know, look at George's condition, so you can report it to Helen. After all, if Helen asks, George will definitely say he is great."

I see.

etc.

Sleeping at George's house last night?

hiss!

Beckett heard the keywords in this sentence, blinked, breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, nodded, and asked Hawk to go up with him, while thinking about the help Hawk had given them yesterday.

, with the idea of ​​helping each other, he said to Hawke in the elevator: "When you see George, try not to mention the incident of you sleeping at home last night."

"Why?"

"I'm afraid George will chop you up."

"He can't beat me."
To be continued...
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