Chapter 162

At this time, my father was still sitting on the sofa in the living room, watching the TV aimlessly, but my father always seemed to be worried.

When I woke up in the morning, my father's mental state was not as good as before.

It’s not that you have too much ejaculation and some physical emptiness, but that’s the mental level.

My father and I are both Chinese and are not as open as the Ukrainian folk customs.

My father is older, and his thoughts are more conservative than before.

Sure enough, what I was worried about seemed to have happened, and Sophia surprised her father.Natasha has turned off the surveillance camera. I really don’t know why, is it because of last night?

Tada Tada Tada... I don’t know how long it took, but when I was a little impatient, I vaguely heard the footsteps going down the stairs.

Only his father and Natasha are at home at home, so is Natasha the one who goes downstairs at this time?

My father did not look back at the stairs, but his body was tense and seemed a little nervous.People really can't do bad things, they feel guilty...

Soon, Natasha appeared in front of me. She was wearing a normal nightgown and slippers on her feet, revealing her snow-white straight white legs.

After Natasha went downstairs, she looked at her father from behind. She took a deep breath, then walked to her father, sat down next to the sofa, and sat side by side with her father.

The mirror is placed on the side of the sofa, so I can see clearly at this time.

Uh, after Natasha sat down, she suddenly turned her head and looked at the mirror, looking at me through the mirror. I was so scared that my whole body tense and almost didn't lift it up.

Does Natasha know the secrets of the mezzanine and the mirror?

Did Sofia tell her?

This Sofia is too...

No, if Natasha knew, why would she turn off the surveillance?

Looking at Natasha's eyes, she didn't look at me, but she then tidied up her hair and then turned her head.

Huh... I let out a gentle breath, and it turned out that I was just looking in the mirror, which scared me.It’s not just my father who is guilty, but me.

After Natasha came to sit down, her father watched the TV without saying a word. This was an obvious flaw. At this time, her father lost his past calmness.

Everything was in silence, only the sound from the TV and the sound of firewood burning from the stove.

Have nothing to say to me?Finally, Natasha spoke first, breaking the silence.

No... The father sighed slightly, then said, his expression a little restrained and a faint sadness.

Why do you look so worried?Natasha knew it and asked, was she going to show off with her father about him and Natasha last night?

Nothing...just want... my father shook his head gently, and then he stopped talking.

What's wrong?Natasha seemed to want to transform into her father's psychological mentor. Her father's heart is full of worries today, which may make her feel a little uncomfortable.

I wanted to find a job... My father watched the TV and then said, but his voice was a little soft, no longer the masculinity of the past, and his words were a little tentative.

Why?After hearing his father's words, Natasha was stunned for a moment, but was not too surprised, and just asked indifferently.

It's nothing, I just feel that I can't stay idle... I want to find something to do, and staying at home is too boring... My father squeezed out a smile, then turned to look at Natasha and said.

Have you considered it?Natasha was silent for a while, then asked her father. She didn't say anything, but just nodded lightly.

Okay, I'll ask Yuan to find you... Looking at his father nodding, Natasha also nodded, and after that, she got up from the sofa.

The moment he got up, Natasha's body stopped for a moment, and then walked towards the second floor with a move.

Listening to Natasha's sound of going upstairs, his father's body suddenly relaxed, and then he held his forehead with his hands, and his sorrow suddenly surged onto his face.

I quickly moved my body in the mezzanine, then went to the second floor and arrived at the location of our bedrooms.

The mezzanine is like a maze, but fortunately it was not wrong.

After I moved to the second floor, I saw Natasha sitting next to the bed.

The mirror was placed on the head of the bed, and Natasha was sitting beside the bed, her expression was a little melancholy.

After a while, she stood up gently and then swayed under the head of the bed a few times.

I quickly took out my phone, then mute it. After opening the software, I found that the monitoring probe was turned on.

That's it?

I thought the two of them would have an affair on my back, but I thought there would be exciting scenes.

Even if there is no passionate scene, I will hear the two of them chatting, but they just chatted lightly for a few words and it was over.

This is also because my father was confused and said that he was going out to find a job, and bet on what Natasha wanted to say later.

Why did my father go out to work?

The family is not short of the little salary my father earns, so my father chose to escape.

Originally, the rekindled relationship with Natasha made her father worried. She was forced by Sophia last night and became the fuse.

Natasha just sat on the bed, and after a while he was stuck, she started to get busy and packed up the housework.

When I arrived at the mezzanine downstairs, my father was still sitting on the sofa, but his breathing was a little uneven, and maybe his heart was still uneasy.

I came out from behind and then went to a nearby tavern.

I ordered a sausage and barbecue, and a bottle of vodka, and I slowly tasted it.

Occasionally I picked up my phone to look at my home, and there was no abnormality.

My father occasionally went to check the stove and went out to carry some firewood. Natasha was cleaning the house, and the two of them didn't say another word.

Huh... I let out a heavy breath. People in reality have thought too much, unlike those in pistol novels.

If those plots are followed step by step into reality, there will often be some unsatisfactory and unrealistic aspects.

Brother, is there anything wrong?If you are fine, please record a few paragraphs and send them to me?Didn't see enough last time...

Just as I took a few sips of wine, Sofia's message came over.

I glanced at the message, then shook my head, this girl got the matter to this point.

Instead of sending Sofia a message, I continued to drink.

When will you come back?Waiting for you to have supper... When I was halfway through the wine, Natasha's message also sent.

It's almost there, I'll get home... I took a look at the remaining half of the bottle of vodka, and then replied to Natasha.

My father was going out to work and leaving the house because he expected the risks.

I have to say that my father’s idea is rational. If it were me, I would have made such a choice, right?

I really didn't expect that the relationship between my father and Natasha has been progressing to this point and I have encountered two confusions.

Natasha agreed, is it rugged?

Or do you hope to break off your relationship with your father?

It was really a twists and turns, and even now I was a little confused.

Half of the bottle of vodka left, I got up and checked out and rushed to the house.At this time, my steps were a little frivolous. Ukrainian spirits had great potential, and I was a little drunk at this time.

Have you drunk this?After I entered the door, my father stood up and helped me and said.

Well... I drank some with the client... I said to my father, and Natasha also walked out of the kitchen, but she didn't say anything.

You eat it. I've eaten it. I'll go back upstairs to rest first... I waved my hand and walked upstairs. My father and Natasha wanted to speak but stopped. They seemed to be waiting for me to come back and have something to tell me, is it because my father went out to find a job?

I chose to escape in this way. I really don’t want my father to leave the house, after all, the family also needs his father’s care.

My father chops firewood to make fire every day, and takes care of everything at home in an orderly manner.

and……

I don’t want Natasha to break off relations with her father. If her father really leaves the house, will everything really end?

I was lying in bed and drunk. Is this considered drinking to drown my sorrow?

Lying on the bed toss and turns, Natasha and her father were all downstairs.

After a while, Natasha returned to the bedroom and stroked my head.

After a while, I heard Natasha seem to be squatting down next to her, not knowing what she had made.

Then I left the room. I opened my eyes and looked at the switch below the bedside. It was the switch for monitoring in the house. I found that the switch for monitoring had been turned off by Natasha again.

What is this to do?

Could it be that Natasha still wants to negotiate with her father?

I quickly took out my phone and then turned on the surveillance software of my phone...