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Taking a look at the food materials in the refrigerator and turning her head back, Joanna saw Wilson standing at the door of the kitchen in a lovely manner. All of a sudden, an idea came to her mind. Since he was obedient to her now, how about If she could teach him to do the housework, it would save her a lot of trouble.

"Wilson, let me teach you how to cook, and then you won't be hungry." She looked countlessly at Wilson standing at the door, smiling sincerely.

He nodded obediently and went into the kitchen.

"Okay." He stood next to Joanna and tilted his head to look at her, "what do I need to do now?"

For the first time, I could teach him to make some simple dishes. Thinking of this, Joanna took two eggs and a vegetables out of the fridge.

"I will teach you the simplest noodles today." Joanna gave him a demonstration which contained various kinds of complicated knowledge, and made Wilson do experiments by himself from time to time.

"There are ingredients in this cabinet. There are bowls and chopsticks as well as tools." She reminded him while cooking the noodles. After all, if she wanted him to learn to cook, he should know where these things were placed.

Joanna tied up her hair, and a few strands of them hanging down. Wilson looked at her side face for a moment and was a little lost. Seeing the sweat on her forehead, he couldn't help wiping the sweat on her forehead with his sleeve, which made Joanna pause.

What was he doing? The scene looked more and more like an old married couple, a very affectionate scene.

old married couple? Shocked by her own idea, Joanna laughed at herself secretly. They had known each other for less than half a month, how could she have such an illusion?

to enjoy

this person became somewhat silly after the car

You should also go to bed early. Good night. " Then Joanna rushed back to her room, leaving Wilson alone at the

and tossed on the bed, would it be too much for him to do these housework? She had seen him for several times and believed that this man was not a simple man, and he might have never done this before. When

him, I won't be excessive if I reward him for doing some housework." Lowering her head into the quilt, she fell asleep soon.

the sofa, he took a

care about the traffic. He didn't know whether it was an accident or a deliberate one. A car was out of control and bumped into him. Then the sky and

familiar voice. Who was

of Joanna. Wilson's eyes darkened, 'who am I?' And who was that woman?

feel so real? He scratched his hair, his head was ached, and his

sleepless. He looked at the alarm clock at the bedside. It was half past five in the morning.

dream he just had, he felt

everything ready and stood in the kitchen. Wilson realized that he couldn't cook anything except the noodles that Joanna

cook the noodles. He recalled what happened yesterday and made the breakfast smoothly. Looking at the clock in the living room, it was only seven

Joanna's bedroom with

his head to hear what was going on in the room. It had been

in a

was very good, Wilson refrained himself from touching her face. When he