You Hit My Heart novel Chapter 739

Kane worked in the kitchen for over an hour and then brought out several dishes, all of which were authentic specialties of the Capital.

"Come on, Anderson, it's all your favorites."

Anderson climbed onto the table, "Wow!" He praised, "You can just cook everything! It looks pretty good." After saying that, he directly grabbed a chicken leg with his meaty little hands and began gnawing.

"Hey, did you wash your hands before you ate?" Kane questioned, resting his hands on his waist.

"I did, when I just walked in the door. You nagging old man." Anderson waved his hand impatiently, with a tinge of maturity that did not belong to him.

"Old man?" Kane touched his super sunny and handsome cheeks and stared incredulously, "I'm old? I'm only 20 years old!"

"Compared to me, of course, you're an old man." Anderson slurred his words with his mouth stuffed with chicken.

"I … You!" Kane was about to explode with anger, "You heartless little brat. It's a waste for me to cook so much delicious food to serve you."

Joyce helped set up the dishes and glanced at Anderson, "Anderson, watch your mouth! Also, sit down for dinner, and don't climb on top of the table."

"Mummy, got it." Anderson showed an innocent smile that made it impossible for her to be harsh to him.

"Sister, sit down and eat. I made the soup you love today." Kane picked up the soup spoon.

"I'll help myself, thanks." Joyce politely took the soup spoon from his hand and served herself a bowl of soup, as well as a bowl of soup for Kane.

This wordless sense of distance made Kane a bit upset, but soon, he adjusted his moods.