Father and Roy sat side by side, but the table was wider, and there was a bit of distance between father and daughter. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info Besides, there are guests on the other side, and the father can't always stare at his daughter, right, so he didn't see what Roy's expression was. But when his daughter saw Evan smiling, she bowed her head, and he thought he could make up what happened to his daughter.

This girl is shy.

My father stroked his non-existent beard in his heart.

Oops, it's a girl's house, and it's so thin-skinned.

However, since I am shy...... There may be a way to do this.

My father was in a good mood and threw himself into chatting with Evan with even greater enthusiasm.

Evan was startled by Roy's father and wondered what was wrong. However, he did not show it on his face, and still coped with it decently.

Roy was also at a loss for the second monk. She caught a glimpse of Chubby writhing restlessly in her seat, so she whispered to Chubby if she was uncomfortable and wanted to go to the bathroom.

Father's eyes brightened two degrees brighter.

Daughter took the initiative to talk to Bob?

Could it be that her daughter really likes Bob?

Wrong wrong. It's not like liking, it's just talking.

Also, my daughter and Bob are both of the same age, both are children, and they have a common language. Although Evan is not very old, after all, he has to carry a family early, and his style of thinking about problems and doing things is no different from that of an adult. So the daughter is more like friends with Bob, but the girl's mind may be more tied to Henry.

It's going to be tough.

Should I choose a daughter that I can talk to, or choose someone that my daughter likes?

My father was caught in a cosmic deep entanglement.

It's a pity that Roy happened to be talking to Chubby at this time. Evan was the only one who noticed that his father was wrong, which made him full of question marks. But even if he was more chatty than Jerry, it was impossible for him to ask "Hey, you have a convulsion?" "yes.

"I'm fine." Chubby writhed around in his seat with a red face, casting a pitiful look at his brother.

Ivan sighed in his heart.

It just so happened that he couldn't resist Roy's father's surging enthusiasm, so he nodded to his brother.

My brother's eyes burst into flames!

"Mr. Rosho, when will the Prosius mecha engine be released? Can you replace a starship for a long interstellar voyage? Is it possible to make a chrono jump? Can both the humanoid mech and the tiger and leopard mech be used? ”

Let's go a lot of cannons, and even the detailed parameters of the mecha engine have been reported.

Father broke out in a cold sweat: "These data have not been released yet, how does Mr. Bob know?" ”

"I, I didn't steal your data! Trust me. Bob quickly explained, and then blushed, "This is my own calculation." According to the mecha engine indicators previously produced by the same manufacturer, combined with the performance of today's mainstream mecha engines, a little breakthrough was finally added. In recent years, the design trend of mecha engines has been ......"

Just a mecha engine, Chubby talked eloquently for a quarter of an hour.

In normal times, my father would indeed be interested in having a deep conversation with Chubby.

But he didn't have time today!

However, every time he vaguely diverted the topic, he was forcibly dragged back by the enthusiastic chubby. Even my father began to lower his head to eat, and he would be forcibly called up by Chubby. Chubby didn't notice that his father wanted to end the topic, and naturally he didn't notice his father's dissatisfaction, which was becoming more and more difficult to hide.

"Alright." Evan whispered to his brother, "The dishes on your plate are cold. ”

Chubby immediately shut up and buried his head in hard work.

Evan smiled apologetically at his father. Cleverly shift the conversation to a light-hearted small talk. The three people at the table finally found the comfortable rhythm of eating and chatting again.

Why three?

Because Roy was eating the whole time.

Roy's physical appetite for appetite finally overpowered his psychological anorexia. And Evan obviously knows how well his brother can speak, and when Chubby talks abruptly there, he listens and watches over Chubby. So he only had a side face left on Roy, and the impact on Roy's appetite was naturally much smaller.

When the conversation was finally over, Roy had completely mastered the rhythm of eating, and she was not afraid of Evan turning to face her again. So my father continued to talk to Evan with or without a match, and she ate as usual on the sidelines.

Maybe she's eating too much? Her father glanced at her several times. Roy slowed down and continued to eat gracefully and ladylikely.

Father's eyes flashed.

It seems that he made the right choice in the first place.

In fact, before he came, he thought carefully about who was more suitable for Roy, Henry or Bob.

Bob has the advantage of being the same age as Roy and looking a better fit. I can talk to Roy too. Other than that, however, there is not much more.

On the other hand, Henry, although only four or five years older than his younger brother, is as mature as his brother's elder. In comparison, Chubby seems too eyeless.

Of course, this is by no means a problem with the Bobs. It's just that he's too young, he's too well protected, and he's too immature.

Roy needs a protector, not a little boy who needs to be protected himself. And even if he chooses Bob, he must convince Henry to protect Roy together. Even if Bob was bent on protecting Roy, without Henry's nod, and even if Henry objected, Bob couldn't do anything at all.

In that case, why should he bother twice?

And......

My father's mouth was a little bitter, and the exquisite dishes seemed to lose their taste for a moment.

It's actually a deal.

Henry was the same person as him. Bob is Henry's inverse scale, just as Roy is his own inverse scale. In contrast, it is easier for him to accept to make a deal with himself.

When faced with a major life-changing decision, people are always hesitant. Although his father believed in Henry, he hesitated before he spoke, and while talking and laughing as usual, he observed Henry, Bob, and his daughter Roy deeply.

Roy's spoon fell off and slid down the ground to Henry's feet.

Henry picked up the spoon and asked the waiter to come over and change the dishes.

Roy bowed his head again and thanked Henry softly. Her father guessed that the flush on her cheeks should be more than rouge.

At the same time, little Bob was either buried in his meal or looking up at his father, obviously eager to continue the previous topic of mecha.

Neither then nor now, Roy showed not the slightest interest in Bob's mecha mania.

The father picked up the teacup and took a deep breath of the mellow aroma to make his mind clearer.

He had done business with Henry, and Vincent's affair would never happen again.

This time I will definitely not look away again.

Father put down the teacup. "Roy, you go out for a walk. I would like to speak separately with Mr. Henry. ”