Chapter 425
Actually, Ivan rarely, or rather never, entered the kitchen.
But recently, he had been in the kitchen almost every day. He was becoming more skilled at kitchen duties, whether it was washing vegetables or shelling beans.
Haley's villa was small, and the kitchen was right next to the living room. The two of them were busy in the kitchen, but they could clearly hear the sounds coming from the living room.
Owen was laughing and making a fuss by himself while Angela ran around in the living room.
"You're so mean, Angela. You tickled me!"
Owen rolled up his sleeves and chased after Angela, who ran away laughing. Owen caught her and pressed her onto the sofa.
"Let's see if you'll tickle me again!"
"I'm sorry, Owen..."
Angela couldn't escape, no matter how hard she tried, laughing and begging for mercy.
Todd quickly walked over. "Let go of her, Owen. Angela might get a stitch."
Owen released Angela and then suddenly flipped Todd over, pressing him onto the mat. "Then I'll tickle you. Hahaha, does it tickle?"
At first, Todd could endure it, but slowly, Owen's little hand slipped into his clothes and tickled his belly. He couldn't hold back any longer and burst into laughter, and once he started laughing, he couldn't stop, no matter what.
Owen continued to tickle him. "Hahaha, let's see if you still dare pick on me after this... ah!!"
Before he could finish his sentence, Todd flipped him over and pinned him down, then continued to tickle him.
"Hahaha... it's so ticklish! Todd, I'm sorry, stop tickling me... Keith! Could you help me, Keith? Save me, hahaha..."
Keith looked at the three of them rolling together on the mat and couldn't help but smile.
He walked over, intending to pull Owen away, but ended up being forcibly dragged down by Owen.
The four kids rolled into a heap.
They knocked over the coffee table next to the sofa, and the vase on top fell to the floor.
Unfortunately, Owen was laughing too loudly, and the kids couldn't hear each other; they continued to tickle each other as the situation became a mess...
After Haley finished cooking, she came out of the kitchen and saw this scene -
The blocks were scattered all over the mat, under the table, next to the cabinet, on the balcony, in the corners... blocks were everywhere.
The coffee table next to the sofa had been kicked over, the vase was shattered on the floor, and the kids were rolling around near the broken pieces... she didn't know if anyone was hurt.
Haley quickly put down the bowls of food and rushed over. "What are you guys doing?"
"Hahaha, we’re tickling each other. Mommy, save me; I can't take it anymore; I'm going to laugh myself to death, hahaha!"
As Owen complained, he tugged on Todd's collar and vigorously tickled his armpits.
Haley felt her head spin.
The kids hadn’t caused much trouble earlier at the amusement park.
This fight was trouble.
She found it hard to believe that Owen had managed to stir up so much trouble with the quiet Angela, introverted Todd, and sensible Keith...
It may have been because they were children, and it was in their nature to behave like this.
Haley held her forehead. "There are so many broken porcelain pieces on the floor. Did anyone get injured?"
The four kids stood up obediently and shook their heads when they heard her question.
"That's good. Go wash your hands and then eat."
The four kids quickly put on their shoes and went to the bathroom.
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