Chapter 565

Amy Waltson did not want to have these unnecessary arguments with him, so she nodded casually.

She changed the subject and said, "Brother Max, didn't you say that you have something to do with me?"

Max raised his eyebrows, his eyes seemed to hide.

After a full two minutes, he pointed to the courtyard and said, "I plan to do it myself today and move the flowers in the courtyard. Come with me."

"what?"

"Why, dignified Miss Waltson, can't you move the flowers with your noble hand?"

"That was not what I meant."

Amy Waltson did not expect that Max still had this leisure time.

"Then go," Max got up and came to the courtyard first.

He instructed the aunts to leave work early after leaving the tools and gloves.

Amy Waltson followed behind him and took the gloves he handed over.

The two sat beside a pile of flowers and dried them for a long time.

Regarding changing the pots of flowers, let alone her, even Max is not good at it.