It'll Come Naturally

"What do you think? Not as good as yours, but not bad! Right?" Kevin smirked. Having lived in the army for so long a time, how could he be a pampered goofball? He had to know about everything so that he couldn't be worn out. Otherwise, only one field training exercise could make him suffer terribly.

"It tastes good. Kevin. How did you learn how to cook?" In Leena's eyes, the people who were good at cooking must have received specialized training. Wasn't she an example?

"No. I just have cooked quite a lot. " Kevin laughed at himself. He remembered that in the beginning the food he cooked could not just be described as "disastrous". A better description would be "disgusting". Even he couldn't take a bite, let alone other people.

"You cooked such delicious food. If I don't know better, I'd think you were born in a chef family!" Leena hadn't poked into how noble his birth was, but she could tell from his manner and temperament that he wasn't as ordinary as some children of high-ranking officials. As such, how could a girl like her, who almost knew nothing, get the approval of his parents? 'What if they both don't like me?'

Leena's heart suddenly sank at the thought of this possibility. She didn't know why she began to pay more attention to everything related to him. Even stranger for her, she thought about more about him gradually.

It makes sense. When you see something, don't only focus on the appearance. The most important thing is to

of Sweet and Sour Pork into her bowl. Seeing her struggle with eating with her burnt hand, he frowned, then he got up to the kitchen

while your hand is still healing." Kevin put the spoon he held into her bowl and carefully loaded it with food.

Leena said, returning a sweet smile to him. This casual smile made Kevin into a drooling fool at first, but

admiring gaze would be enough to express their true inner thoughts. Leena was the one who was getting close to this every day. Finally,

Jill. Instead, they chose to ruin it deliberately, by taking the "all or nothing" approach. And Rachel was exactly this kind

Edward said Duke was married to. If what Edward said was true, she would like to

this time he didn't let go of Belinda's hand. Instead, he held it even more tightly. He wouldn't let her get

knew Belinda was not just his secretary, she