Telling Lies, loving you

"Don't catch a cold." Scott put his hand down and said.

"I'm going to cook the dinner. Boss, you can wait in the living room. It will be ready soon." She came back early today. Apparently, her mother didn't prepare any food but only cooked some rice.

She put the food she bought in the refrigerator and prepared some food to the kitchen.

Standing outside the kitchen for a while, Scott heard the sound from inside and lifted the corners of his mouth.

It had been a long time since he had her cooking last time, and he missed it so much. He had a bad habit, that was, he couldn't get used to street stalls. Or maybe he was allergic to oil, which made him allergic to anything he ate outside.

Since the dishes were cooked by herself, it was rather clean.

But that also depended on who was the cook. If the cook was not Olivia or Michelle, it would be difficult for Scott to swallow it.

He didn't leave but stood there quietly, watching the busy figure in the kitchen.

The kitchen door was transparent, so people outside could see the people inside clearly, and people inside could also see the people outside. Apparently, Michelle was too busy to see the people outside, she kept her head down all the time.

After she got the dishes ready, she was going to put them on the pan and start cooking.

Scott looked at her longingly, and he even didn't know the procedures of cooking. He had never known that she could be so busy when she cooked alone.

"Ah, so hot!"

The kitchen door was pushed open. Michelle took out the soup that had been cooked by her. Scott looked as if he was going to bring the soup.

"Boss, be careful! It's burning!"

As soon as she finished her words, however, Scott was burned. The soup in her hand was also poured to the ground, and the porcelain with the soup was smashed.

Hearing the sound, Olivia quickly came out of the bedroom. After seeing the situation over there, she asked anxiously, "what's wrong?"

Without saying anything, Michelle just stared at Scott's burned hand.

"Go to the kitchen and pour some sauce after washing it with cold water." Olivia knew it was inconvenient for her to do so, so she had to inform her daughter.

Not daring to neglect, Michelle grabbed Scott's arm and rushed into the kitchen.

She turned on the tap and carefully washed the injured hand for Scott. "How's it? Does it still hurt?"

how painful he was, he still seemed to be spread a layer of honey on his face. When Michelle saw Scott frown, she knew

obediently applied a layer of black sauce on Scott's hand. His hand seemed to have been braised because of the

hold back her laughter. After all, he was her

"you can laugh as you like. Don't you think that my

Scott couldn't help laughing

"you naughty boy, how

injured, it was her fault partly. If only she had insisted on her idea at the beginning. Why was she so silly as to ask

Scott did not blame her, otherwise she must be in

was inconvenient, so he had been fed by

was the so-called retribution. She was the one who made him like this. Under this situation, he at least needed to rest for a

tonight because of his injured

a clean bed set for him. While she chose to sleep in the living room because she

so comfortable to

a shower. Obviously he felt uncomfortable. He turned over and over but couldn't fall asleep.

bedroom was ajar. Considering that his hand couldn't be touched, she didn't close

blankly at the ceiling. His

hell was

her crazily? Even if she didn't want him and

didn't know whether it was a good thing or a bad thing. But it might be a good

got up and slipped down the bed with his

slippers and went out carefully, afraid of waking up

he could see the woman sleeping on

he saw her sleeping. He lowered his head and gently kissed her

over lazily and continued to sleep. However, Scott was still squatting there, laughing foolishly.

sofa and looked

a newborn baby,

he wished he could hold her in his

about to fall off

blanket. Tonight, he was not sleepy at all, even though he hadn't slept for

her, he felt warm,

morning, she found that Scott was sleeping

hurriedly got up from the sofa and said, "Boss, why are you sleeping here? Go back to your room and have a rest. Let me help

she knew was that he was injured. Scott was in a semi-conscious and half

a little difficult for her to push him away, so that they could not fall

tucking him in, but

pressed against his chest and the unique smell of his body, Michelle blushed. She struggled to get up, but the more she struggled, the tighter Scott