my sister is a supermodel

Aniston said with a smile, "It's your fault too. Who told you not to bring more people, and the security level of your company building is too low, which doesn't match your identity."

"It makes sense. I'll mention it at the meeting tomorrow. No matter what, safety comes first."

"Should be."

After finishing the meal, the two came to the restaurant.

"George! Catherine!"

Aniston shouted.

"..."

The two kids didn't respond, they fell on the sofa with their feet in their arms, and stared at the TV with big eyes. The cartoon "Little Polar Bear" is a very simple animation, very suitable for two or three-year-olds to watch.

"It's time to eat!"

Aniston walked over and turned off the TV, and the two boys came back to their senses and blinked.

"Mom, Little Bear hasn't come home yet!"

Catherine pointed to the TV.

"Watch it after eating, and the bear won't run away on TV."

Roca picked up the two little ones, one at a time, and slipped to the restaurant.

"Dad, is the little bear hungry on TV?"

Catherine asked crisply.

"Not hungry. When we don't watch, the little bears are eating and resting, so don't watch for too long each time, or the little bears will get tired and tired."

Rocca laughed.

"Oh, we eat, and so does Bear."

"Yes! If you eat more, the little bear will eat more too."

Rocca put cartoon aprons on the two little ones, and Aniston prepared small spoons and small bowls for them. At this time, the little ones' ability to learn and model has strengthened, and they can start teaching them how to dress and eat.

During the meal, the two little guys sat in the middle, and he and Aniston took care of each other.

"Dad, what does the little bear eat?"

George ate a slice of ham, pouted his little mouth, and blinked his black eyes, full of thirst for knowledge.

"Little Bear likes to eat meat. Just like George, he can eat chicken, fish, and beef. If you eat more meat, you will grow taller quickly."

Aniston laughed.

"Will Mom and Dad Bear eat together?"

Katherine asked.

"Of course, Little Bear is just like us, eating together as a family."

"Can Bear use a spoon?"

cried Catherine, holding the little spoon.

"No, they have claws."

"What's a claw?"

"The paw is the hand!"

"hand?"

George looked at his chubby little hands, "Can we eat with our claws too?"

haha~

Rocca and Aniston couldn't help laughing.

The two had no choice but to be patient and explain the difference between hands and claws. They talked for a long time, but they didn't understand it very well.

The main thing is to explain these in words they can understand. It is really a nerve-wracking thing. After a long time, I will feel that I have become very naive.

"We need to find a teacher for them."

Rocca suggested.

"No, parents are the best teachers for children. Communicating with children at this time can maximize the intimacy with children. If you don't have time to come, I can be their teacher by myself."

Aniston laughed.

"I have time recently."

Roca smiled, and chatted with the two young ones while eating, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah.

One meal was eaten for an hour.

After dinner, it was time for a walk.

After leaving the villa, the two children became more lively and had more problems.

During this period, the two little guys are full of curiosity about the outside world. They want to ask, look at, and touch everything they encounter. They are very cute.

Catherine could point to a piece of grass and ask questions for a long time. Little George looked at the setting sun in the sky, and his little head was dizzy. Then he squatted on the ground, screamed twice, and crawled up with his little buttocks , patted the little paw.

The family of four held hands and chatted while walking on the road.

Two little bean dices were bouncing and chattering in the middle.

The family walked from the villa to the park, and from sunset to sunset....

After a pleasant afternoon, Rocca came to the company again the next day with full of energy.

"Roca, can you read the script for me?"

At the door of the office, someone rushed over and asked.

Roca was taken aback, and almost got angry and called the police, and then fired all the company's security personnel, and all the gold-plated people ran to the door of the office, it was too embarrassing.

Just seeing Billy's chubby face, he smiled helplessly, "Billy, you know, I almost asked the bodyguard to throw you away."

"Ah, why?"