Sir Ares, Goodnight

When Baby Robbie finished speaking, he cast a sideways glance at Jenson who was daydreaming and asked, "What are you thinking about, Jens? You look s o lost in your thoughts." Jenson recollected his thoughts and concealed the scheming gaze hidden in his dark eyes. "I was just wondering if the agents of the military intelligence division have contributed to your hooliganism." Baby Robbie grumbled, "How am I a hooligan?"

Jenson stared at him with displeasure and said, "Both your behavior and words are frivolous."

Baby Robbie debated, "Am I frivolous? How am I frivolous?" Even if he was frivolous, he still looked very much like a gentleman, okay!

Jenson leaned forward and reminded Baby Robbie. "You leaned in to me naked that day, isn't that frivolous? A man who's seven feet tall like you called out to me using such a pampered and flirtatious voice, isn't that frivolous?" 1

Facts spoke louder than words.

Baby Robbie shrugged and stammered, "I was forced to do that in order to conceal my identity."

Jenson's long and attractive almond eyes narrowed

slightly as a hint of arrogance emanated from them. " Forced to, huh? 'Neither riches nor honor can corrupt him, neither poverty nor humbleness can make him swerve from principle, and neither threats nor forces can subdue him'. Have you forgotten the characteristics of a great man that Daddy taught you?"

be prideful and unyielding. You must also abide

you're more dull and boring than the old antiques in the

Jenson snorted, ignoring him.

himself anxiously. "Mommy said that all roads lead to Rome. If you can take shortcuts that can

personalities, which was a result

selfdiscipline, Jenson was meticulous even in the way he dressed. His close-fitting shirt was buttoned up to

Robbie was wearing the same windbreaker as Jenson, his black windbreaker was unzipped and his beige scarf was placed on his shoulders casually. Even his soft hair looked a little unkempt. Although he was the same age as Jenson, he looked much more adorable and brighter.

a faint wicked smile. In truth, he might be strict to himself, but

was, he simply thought that his little brother was a free and easy young man. He envied his ability to

illusion of a discord among them

the macrame knots were not there to restrain him, Jenson would be able to replace Baby Robbie and go

tell that something

Robbie were two mature little men who could solve their own affairs by themselves, hence he completely ignored the children's temper tantrums. Though after he saw the worried look