He didn't even realize it when he came to his side.
With one hand around Mrs. Guillen's shoulder, William Guillen sat down beside her, "Mrs. Guillen, what are you thinking about that you didn't notice your precious son has arrived?"
Mrs. Guillen feebly slapped his hand away, "Guillen Junior, go away from me."
Just seeing you makes me upset.
You troublesome brat!
William Guillen chuckled, pursing his lips into a low, deep laugh, lowering his head in front of Mrs. Guillen, "Mrs. Guillen, are you despising me?"
Mrs. Guillen lifted her head and scrutinized William Guillen with an examining gaze, "Guillen Junior, your mother is asking you, and you need to answer honestly."
Being suddenly so serious, William Guillen was a bit unaccustomed.
He leaned back on the sofa, leisurely crossing his long legs, "Alright, go ahead and ask."
"Do you... in the end, like Fluffy?"
William Guillen let out a light laugh, finding it unbelievable, "Mom, what kind of question is that?"
