"Dad, Dad, I beat Charlotte Green, what's my reward?" Their beloved son's tender and refined face appeared on the screen.
"As a man, you should be considerate of women, what you did isn't right," Kevin Cliff lectured solemnly.
"I'm a boy, not a man," Ethan smartly responded.
"Taking advantage of your mom is even more shameful."
"I'm still a child, I don't understand these things."
"Ethan Cliff, I'm planning to go skiing in the mountains with your Charlotte Green," he suddenly changed the subject.
"Dad, I was wrong! I shouldn't beat your woman, I am a man, and I should let the woman win, and I definitely shouldn't bully my own mom." On the screen, Ethan's head was spinning quickly as he clasped his hands apologetically, his clear and bright blue eyes twinkling with slyness.
The father, pleased, nodded, "I'll consider taking you along."
