Tobias Carter gritted his teeth. This cousin of his was simply as dumb as a pig.
At this moment, she was still being carried on Michale Shaw's shoulder. She gritted her teeth and said, "What are you still standing there for? Put me down!"
"Oh…" Michale Shaw was shaken inside, not yet recovered from the shock, and carefully placed her on the sofa.
The three of them, six eyes,
shifted around, but dared not make eye contact with anyone.
The atmosphere was extremely awkward.
Archer Carter scratched his head, not daring to look at his "cousin", for fear of being stared to death by her glare, and even more afraid to look at Michale Shaw. He bent down to pick up the things on the floor, "I'll go make you some ginger brown sugar tea."
Stunned, astonished, Michale Shaw stared at Tobias Carter, full of disbelief.
The feeling was indescribable,
as if a thunderbolt had struck him out of the blue, leaving him burned and numb.
He swallowed nervously.
