"Tsk tsk." Alex Hawk took a sip of champagne, "Haven't seen you for a few days, and you've become a model husband. Brandan, did you take the wrong medicine?"
Brandan Hyde gave him a hard kick.
"Ouch!" The champagne glass in Alex Hawk's hand almost fell. He grimaced in pain, "Brandan Hyde, are you crazy?!"
Brandan comfortably leaned against the sofa and glanced at him, "Who told you to have such a vile mouth?"
Alex Hawk stopped bantering with him and asked, "What do you want from me?"
Brandan sat there silently for a bit. After a long pause, he hesitated and asked, "What do women generally like?"
"You're asking me? You've been with Viola for five years, and you still don't know what to give her?"
"It's got nothing to do with her!" Brandan said unhappily, "Just tell me without all this nonsense, okay?"
Geez, this guy is still so arrogant even when asking for help?
