Wrong marriage and sweet love (Joyce and Luther)
Chapter 1501

Chapter 1501

"Mag, I want steak and I want cod." Anderson cooed.

Mag said, "Little baby, they only brought me these ingredients. I can't do anything about it, so you can just eat. Why don't I make dumplings for you this afternoon?"

"I don't want it, I got tired of eating it a long time ago." Anderson flattened his mouth.

He pretended to make a scene, "I don't want these, I want steak, I want to go home, and I want to play video games!"

He kept making a lot of noise.

Mag coaxed and coaxed, but it didn't work.

"I want to play the game machine, I want to play the game machine. The handle kind is okay. I want to play video games." Anderson shouted regardless.

Mag really can't help, she discussed with the man in black, "He is a child after all. He has nothing to do when he's locked up here all day. I don't see him playing with the blocks at all, and he can't leave the house. He has to replace something for him to do. Otherwise, I can't afford to take care of him."

The man in black had a difficult face, "The above explanation, this child, good at using electronic products, can not give him cell phones, tablets, and other high-tech electronic devices. In case something goes wrong, we are going to lose our heads."

Mag frowned, "He's a four year old and so many of us are watching, what can happen?"

"This..." The man in black actually had a grievance in his heart.

Anderson's frequent tantrums were getting to be too much for them. Mr. Robertson was too nervous to let them watch a four-year-old child with twelve grown men.

The bottom line is that they can't scold the kid either, after all, the top didn't give the word.

"I heard the child just said, what handle of the game machine. This is not considered a high-tech product, or ask, get him one, save him from morning to night fuss." Mag suggested.

The man in black thought about it, "OK, I'll make a call for instructions."

Anderson listened on the sidelines, secretly happy. As long as they let their guard down, he would always replace a way to break.

The man in black went to the corner and called for instructions.

A few moments later, get a reply.

Mag rushed forward and asked, "How is it? Does the boss agree?"

The man in black nodded, "Agreed, said he would send someone over this afternoon."

Mag breathed a sigh of relief, "That's good, the child is also strange poor. It's not like you can show him TV, and there's nothing to play with. People are shutting up silly." Anderson also stayed on the floor and pretended to cry.

Mag came over and coaxed, "Don't cry anymore, Mag has asked for a game console for you and will send it this afternoon."

With that, she handed over a few napkins.

Anderson wiped her tears and lifted her little face, "Really?"

Mag nodded, "Really. Hurry up and eat. I'll try to get the steak for you tomorrow, and I'll give the delivery guy the word."

Anderson smiled as he crawled to the table and gobbled up his food.

In fact, he made a lot of noise and was very hungry himself.

After eating dinner, Anderson approached a black man.

After a few observations, he found that one of the men in black was relatively well-spoken and mild-tempered. It was the black man who just called for instructions. "Uncle, can I go outside and play on the grass? I want to get some sun." Anderson asked in a milky voice.

The man in black frowned gently and shook his head, "No."

"Okay." Anderson had two teary eyes and a pitiful look.

The man in black made a few coughs, turned his head to the side and stopped talking to Anderson.