Chapter 32: a putrid smell

　　 Mike and the others brought a set of Camping equipment when they went out, so they don't have to go to the scenic spot to rent it.

　　Father and son, carrying large bags of equipment and food, followed Coleson to the camping area.

　　 Mike chatted with Coleson all the way, and got a simple understanding of Coleson's current situation.

　　 Coleson has just graduated from college and is at a loss for his future.

　　 He wants to live a peaceful life and be a teacher, but because he admires Captain America, he wants to join the army.

　　 Two choices made him vacillate, so he simply went out to travel to release his mood, and then make a decision.

　　 Finally, Mike and Coleson met his friend after walking for a while.

　　A woman…

　　"Girlfriend?"

　　 Mike elbowed Coleson's arm lightly and winked at him.

　　 Coleson blushed, but it was the girl with slightly curly hair who generously introduced to Mike: "Millie, a classmate of Coleson University, is also his girlfriend."

　　 "Oh, my God! He has a girlfriend!"

　　 Clark muttered softly, looking at his father, his eyes full of anger.

　　 Mike mouth twitched, he reached out and patted Clark on the head, Eric and Charles secretly laughed.

　　"Aww, you're so cute."

　　Mili bends down, stretches out her hand to gather the scattered hair behind her, and smiles to the three boys.

　　 Eric lifted his chin and said: "Of course, we are handsome!"

　　 Charles covered his face, Clark smiled politely.

　　 "hehe!"

　　Mili smiled happily, stretched out her hand to scratch Eric's chin, and said to Mike: "You are already the father of three children, i really can't see it at all."

　　 Mike smiled slightly and said: "We will go there. we wouldn't want to interrupt your sweet time."

　　 Coleson scratched the back of his head and smiled at Mike silly.

　　 Mike patted Coleson on the shoulder and said: "Don't worry, we will stay a little farther away, and make sure that we won't hear any 'movements'!"

　　 Coleson's face blushed, but Millie hugged Coleson's arm and smiled: "I like him like this, thank you Mike!"

　　 A red lipstick appeared on Coleson's face.

　　The rotten smell of love…

　　 Mike gave Coulson a thumbs up, and walked away with the three children. It was only tens of meters away before Mike stopped, and then took a gentle breath in his nose…

　　 "Dad, what are you smelling?"

　　 Charles asks a question cleverly.

　　 "The rotten smell of love! You can smell it even from here, let's go a little further."

　　 He said, as he walked another distance until he was a hundred meters away from Coleson and their tent before Mike stopped and started to pitch the tent.

　　 "Clark helped me get the ground spikes."

　　 Clark nodded, picked up the nail and handed it over.

　　 Eric and Charles are playing around, and it seems that nothing can affect their good mood anywhere.

　　 "Don't run too far!"

　　 Mike shouted at the two and said to Clark: "Son, watch the two little villains go, don't let them disturb others."

　　 "Yes!"

　　 Clark saluted and ran to the two little guys.

　　 Mike breathed a sigh of relief.

　　 Fortunately for him, Clark is a reliable helper.

　　 He glanced at the three of them, Mike began to quickly set up the tent.

　　 In order to accommodate the four of them, their tent is quite big.

　　 humming a tune, Mike involuntarily glanced in the direction of Coulson, smiled and shook his head.

　　 He didn't expect to meet a future would be husband during his travels.

　　 "Coulson at this time is really soft…"

　　 Mike murmured, thinking of his age, much older than Coleson now, he couldn't help feeling a little sad, and couldn't help touching his hair.

　　 hope that when Iron Man appears, his head won't be bald…

　　 But, at that time, these kids are all grown up, right?

　　 Thinking of the day when the children grew up, Mike couldn't help but look forward to it.

　　 After a moment, the tent was set up, and after checking the time, facing the slanting sun, Mike took out the pots and pans and started cooking.

　　Even in the wild, he have to the children a sumptuous dinner to provide them with sufficient nutrition for their growth.

　　 The sun slowly fell into the lake, and the calm lake seemed to have turned into a dazzling orange gem at this moment.

　　 "Pretty!"

　　 Mike looked up at the lake and couldn't help but praise.

　　 The scenery here is really good.

　　 "Hey! Boys!"

　　 Mike beckoned to the three of them, and said: "Come here to take a picture!"

　　 "Come on!"

　　 "I want to take a picture!"

　　 "Dad!"

　　 The three little guys ran over in stride.

　　 The camera was set up. After the three of them posed, Mike quickly came behind them, stretched his arms to embrace them, and squeezed their faces together and shouted: "Cheese!"

　　 Click!

　　Time freezes here.

　　As the orange crystal lake, on the green grass, the smiles of the four fathers and sons are unanimously brilliant.

　　 As the night falls, a little bit of light blooms on the grass, like a little bit of starlight in the green sky, and the beauty descends like a dream, but many people's minds are not here. They all look in one direction, with doubts in their eyes, and salivating secretly.

it smells too good.

　　 Mike's family sitting together, surrounded by a small oven, eating barbecue, drinking Mike's fish soup, it's beautiful to look at except for the bunch of people holding bread sandwiches looking at the group with dead eyes.

　　 "Dad, I want to eat chicken wings!"

　　 Eric, with his mouth full of grease, grabbed the chicken wings on the grill.

　　 "Pop!"

　　 Mike slapped Eric's hand away, and Mike said: "It's not done yet, wait for it!"

　　 Eric nodded, staring at his chicken wings, while looking atCharles warily.

　　 Charles curled his lips, closed his eyes, looked at Clark pitifully, and said, "Brother, I want to eat chicken wings too."

　　 Clark passed the half-eaten chicken wings to Charles.

　　 Charles was overjoyed and made a face at Eric.

　　 Eric rolled his eyes and said, "You just know how to act cute, that's not a manly at all."

　　 "Who made me the youngest!"

　　 Charles righteously

　　"You are a few minutes later than me!" Eric said angrily: "If I knew it, I should have kicked you back if I could at the time!"

　　"Sad!" Charles stuck his tongue out and said: "Unfortunately you can't do it!"

　　 Eric: "__"

　　 Mike sighed tiredly and handed the chicken wings to Eric.

　　Only food can make them stop for a while…

　　 Fortunately, this meal was finished quietly.

　　 The children were playing around, Mike cleaned up the trash, and the family sat and watched the lake under the moonlight for a few minutes, yawning together, crawled into the tent, and started to sleep.

　　 Time passed, and the lights on the grass were getting less and less, and finally everyone fell asleep. When the moonlight was like a mercury puddle, and the winds could not ripple the lake, a ghostly figure appeared on the campsite. .

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