"Forehead..."
First handcuffs and a collar, then cooking naked in an apron—is Wen Wan's taste really a bit too extreme?
"What? Is it not okay?" Wen Wan pretended to show a disappointed expression, pouted slightly, and then looked at Chen Luo with her beautiful eyes.
Ah! Wen Wan, do you realize you've ruined your public image?
She was supposed to be a cold and aloof yandere, but suddenly she transforms into a pitiful and sweet girl who's acting cute towards you. Who the hell can resist that?!
"Okay! I'll take it off! Consider it a special service for today!"
Anyway, I don't need to be shy in front of my girlfriend; as long as she's happy, that's all that matters.
"I'm not bragging, but I started cooking when I was 8 years old, and I'm pretty good at it. Come on, order what you want, and I'll make it for you."
"I want to eat fried rice with egg."
"Huh? That's it?"
You're a female CEO with a net worth of at least several billion, and you eat this?
Oh, maybe I've been eating too much fancy food and just want to get back to normalcy sometimes.
Ignoring Chen Luo's question, Wen Wan called out to Mo Lan outside the door.
"Mo Lan, tell the kitchen downstairs to get ready. My chef is about to show off his skills."
"Okay, almost done!"
Mo Lan heard Wen Wan's calm voice with a hint of a smile, and immediately knew that Wen Wan's mood had been healed by Chen Luo again, so she quickly went downstairs to prepare.
"Let's go, my chef." Wen Wan pulled Chen Luo to the kitchen, then told Mo Lan to close the door and not allow anyone to approach.
Stepping into the kitchen, Chen Luo cursed inwardly at the kitchen setup before him.
Rich people and tycoons deserve to die! Oh, wait, except for my Wenwan.
This kitchen was even more luxurious than the kitchens of ordinary five-star hotels he had seen in his previous life, with all kinds of cooking utensils, all of which were top-of-the-line brands and top-of-the-line configurations.
Add to that a huge amount of incredibly fresh and astonishingly diverse ingredients, and you could easily prepare a full-course Manchu Han Imperial Feast, let alone a regular dinner.
"Alright." Wen Wan pulled up a chair, crossed her legs, and sat down at a dining table, gently patting the table.
"Come on, don't be shy, take your clothes off. Put them here, and I've prepared an apron for you too."
"Really taking your clothes off?"
Seeing that Wen Wan's lips seemed about to pout again, Chen Luo quickly shouted, "Take them off! I'll take them off! Don't pout!"
If you bend over again, my health bar will be empty again. There's no medic here to bring me a health pack!
He slowly took off his short-sleeved shirt, revealing the boy's agile and powerful body.
Because he practiced martial arts and combat sports with his policeman father since he was a child and exercised every day, he has a good physique and is the type who looks slim in clothes but has muscles when undressed.
Fortunately, he has such good physical fitness and fighting instincts, and has learned how to protect vital points and deflect impact. Otherwise, an ordinary person would have been in the hospital long ago after being hit by the Rolls-Royce.
Wen Wan gently licked her lips. She had thought his chest muscles felt nice when she touched them before, but she hadn't expected them to be so pleasing to the eye when he took off his clothes.
It seems we need to put the plan of eating this little guy on the agenda.
Chen Luo shuddered as he looked into Wen Wan's aggressive and somewhat infatuated eyes. What was she planning to do?
I quickly picked up the apron from the table to put it on, but when I looked at it, I found that it was a pink apron with a cute little bear on the front.
No, this is way too pink and cute! Is it appropriate for a grown man like me to wear such an adorable apron? Wait, why does this apron look so much like the one we used to have at home?
I turned around to offer a small suggestion: I hope you can change this apron.
"Snap!"
A burst of flashes went off, and Wen Wan smiled excitedly: "Come on, strike a few more poses, I'll take a few more pictures to put in the Paradise Room."
This is the second time! This is the second time you've messed up your public persona today!
You're a cool, aloof, and possessive older sister type, not a perverted woman! Wait, no, it seems some yanderes do have elements of a perverted woman in them.
No, this can't go on. Who knows what she'll do with her nude photos at night!
He quickly put on the pink apron and looked at Wen Wan with a stern expression.
"Be good, sit still and wait for dinner." Chen Luo gently tapped her forehead, then turned and walked to the kitchen utensils to start making fried rice.
At this moment, Wen Wan gently picked up the short-sleeved shirt that Chen Luo had placed on the table, slowly buried her face in the shirt, and took a deep breath.
Immediately, a captivating scent unique to young men filled his nostrils, a refreshing aroma like fresh grass with a hint of sweat.
The taste made Wenwan feel as if she had drunk a glass of aged wine, slightly intoxicated, with an endless aftertaste.
Is this the scent of a boy about to become a man? Although it lacks the youthful innocence of ten years ago, it has its own unique charm.
Wen Wan slowly took off all her clothes, and after she had taken them all off, she slowly put on the short-sleeved shirt, feeling the warmth on her skin.
"Ah! The familiar temperature, the familiar sense of security, after all these years, the feeling I've been longing for is back, it's all back!"
Wen Wan cupped her cheeks, her face flushed, her eyes filled with a dreamy expression, and then slowly walked towards Chen Luo step by step.
Chen Luo was only wearing an apron and was stirring the rice in the pot with a spatula. From Wen Wan's perspective, although his back wasn't very fair, it was full of sexy muscle lines.
Unlike the explosive lines of a bodybuilder who works out all year round, it has a just-right, even look.
With each movement, the muscle lines of his chest, occasionally revealed when he turned to the side, became even more alluring.
"Wenwan, prepare the tableware, I'll be taking it out of the pot soon."
"puff!"
Chen Luo turned off the stove and was about to turn around to get the plate when he felt a shock coming from behind.
Holy crap!
"Wen Wan, um..." Chen Luo turned around and saw that Wen Wan was wearing his short-sleeved shirt.
"Pfft! Pfft!"
Two hands reached out from behind and wrapped tightly around his waist, so tightly that they trembled slightly. Chen Luo lost his grip on the spatula and it fell to the side of the pot.
"Phew!" Wen Wan gently tiptoed and blew a breath into Chen Luo's ear, and Chen Luo immediately shivered.
Huh? Is this going to start in the kitchen? Am I going to be exposing myself in the kitchen for the first time in my life?
Come on! Gentlewoman, don't hold back on this delicate flower, just ravage me!
Chen Luo had already mentally prepared himself, reached out and placed his hand on Wen Wan's hand, and was about to turn around and face the challenge head-on.
"You little rascal, I did the same thing to you ten years ago. You clearly promised to be my childhood sweetheart, do you even have the slightest recollection of that?"
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