I put down my bowl and chopsticks and Kevin looked at the half bowl of rice in my bowl and asked. "Are you full?"
"Not that hungry." He took the last bite of rice and went to the kitchen with the bowl and chopsticks.
"Wait for me to come back and wash it. I'll take her home first," said Kevin.
I didn't say anything and Lucy had already reached the door.
She said lightly, "Professor Zuckerberg, no need, I can go back by myself."
Kevin put down the bowl and chopsticks anxiously and the bowl and chopsticks collided violently with the sink. Then Kevin came out.
"Professor Zuckerberg, you just accompany Mrs. Zuckerberg, I'm leaving first, Mrs. Zuckerberg, bye."
"Let him take you. Men nowadays tend to get agitated when they see beautiful girls and you're not safe alone."
Lucy had just put on her shoes. Just about to speak. Kevin had already walked out of the house with his coat.
I stood in front of the French window and no matter how I wiped, it seemed that I couldn't wipe it clean. There would always be a messy mark left.
I went to the balcony and it was already dark outside. I still found that the two pots of flowers that I had carefully cared for had withered.