Hawke was still gesturing with his right hand, and then, he beheaded violently, as if he had cut off the head of God who was kneeling in front of him.

George was excited when he heard this, and then he recalled: "Master and Mr. Dad, who is the Mad?"

but……

Hawke had already driven away from Brooklyn Harbor. After all, it was almost twelve o'clock soon, and nothing particularly important was that Hawke usually wouldn't come out at night.

George, standing there, looked at Hawke's taillights away, his eyebrows gradually frowned again as he opened his eyebrows.

I won't tell my sister.

You must also help me hide it from Gwen.

Oh.

Your sister probably knew your true identity long ago.

George wants to laugh.

Next second.

George suddenly looked up, as if he had thought of something, but the idea was still very vague, but he had a feeling that Hawke's purpose this time was probably not as simple as he just said.

But for a while, George could not accurately infer.

Damn big horse monkey.

Not old, why do you think so much?

"A Qiu!"

“…”

Lorna walked downstairs, looked at Hawk who was sneezing, and said, "God bless you," then walked to the bar and looked at Hawk who was busy inside, a little curious: "What are you doing?"

Hawke didn't look back: "When I came back yesterday, I saw a Dongguo Supermarket on the road, and suddenly I found something delicious and it would be ready soon."

Lorna walked in and looked at what Hawk was spread out in the pan.

"What's this?"

"Thousand-layer cake."

"What?"

"Don't worry, I'm professional."

Hawke pointed to the shallots picked from the backyard of the neighbors in Dongguo, the community, and said: "Cut them into small circles for me."

Lorna looked at Hawk who knocked an egg and beaten it. Although she didn't understand what this delicacy was, it did not hinder Lorna's movements.

Half an hour later.

Lorna whispered the oil on her fingers and blinked her eyes.

Hawke packed the empty plates.

“It’s delicious.”

"Uh-huh."

"I told you that I'm professional."

Whether it's doing things or frying.

Hawke is all old laminate cakes.

Lorna felt that Hawk's words seemed to refer not only to breakfast, but Lorna didn't expect the rest, so she shook her head: "I'll go upstairs to pack up and wait for me."

Hawke said ah, threw the empty plate into the pool, took out his cell phone, and a list given to him by Firefox yesterday, edited a text message, and sent it to Firefox.

Wait for a while.

After Lona went downstairs again, Hawke followed Lona and drove to Midtown University.

Today is the last day of this semester. From today on, starting from tomorrow, a month-long holiday will not start until next month.

So the atmosphere of today's Zhongcheng universities is particularly different.

Special pleasure.

The day before the holiday always makes people look forward to it.

Lorna is no exception.

After arriving at school, Zoe Benson and others who were good at playing, began to discuss their itinerary during this winter vacation.

Even Gwen sat in her position and discussed with a few female classmates who came to find her about working during the winter vacation and having fun.

Although Gwen has a full scholarship that can even support his annual living expenses every year.

but……

No one would think that money is too much.

"By the way!"

When Gwen talked about this with a few female classmates, he looked at Hawk who was sitting quietly reading a book and said, "Hauk, do you have any ideas for working during the winter vacation? Why don't you join us?

”

Hawke shrugged, "I've settled."

Gwen was slightly stunned.

"when?"

"Well, I thought of it when I was smoking with George last night."

"What?"

"right."

Gwen blinked and shook his head: "No, I mean, last night, you, my dad, why didn't I know? Also, have you and my dad been in such a good relationship? My dad yesterday

Haven't you been busy with the case?"

Don't know why.

When Gwen thought of her boyfriend, she didn't accompany her last night and ran to accompany her father. When she thought of this, Gwen was a little jealous.

wrong.

It's all my fault for dad.

Do you don’t have a boyfriend yourself? Why do you always steal my boyfriend?

besides……

Gwen seemed to have thought of something, and looked at Hawke: "My dad won't let you go to the police station to work."

Hawke looked up, thought for a while, then nodded: "To some extent, it's true."

Gwen: “…”
Chapter completed!