The Day I Kissed An Older Man

Chapter 681

Jeremy, this man who just stayed by her side, made her feel an unprecedented sense of security. belonging, and comfort. It’s hard to explain, very subtle.

With this man, it seemed like she could recklessly bully him.

“Try the taste, how is it?” The man’s deep voice interrupted her thoughts.

Corinne snapped back to reality and saw the man using a fork to feed her a mouthful of freshly cooked tomato and egg sauce noodles. She obediently opened her mouth, about to taste his cooking skills.

However, before the noodles reached her mouth, she felt an uncomfortable gaze. She turned her head toward the kitchen door and found a row of maidservants standing there, peeking and whispering. Their mouths were gaping, bigger than hers as if they were all stunned.

Only the butler, Bowen Hoover, seemed relatively calm.

Corinne pulled the corners of her mouth, forced a smile, and kindly said to everyone, “How about everyone joins in and has a taste?”

Jeremy followed the little girl’s gaze and looked over, his expression turning cold.

the maidservants became solemn and quickly waved their hands as

eat Mister Jeremy’s food? They

As soon as she came back, she made Mister Jeremy, who never touched

Jeremy was pampering her like

Bowen also turned and left. An expression of

the old man’s face.

Miss Corinne is back. Mister Jeremy finally has a bit of

she ran away from home over a month ago. The atmosphere in the mansion is no better than hell, suffocatingly

purification, which is great! With no one watching, Corinne finally opens her mouth and eats the tomato and egg stir-fried noodles made by the

another bite and smiles, asking. “How is it? Are you satisfied

her lips and says, “Hmm! It’s already pretty good to make

for a word of praise remains unfulfilled. The man pretends to be displeased, coldly retracting the mouthful of noodles he was about to feed her and eating it

brows and protests. “Mister, why are you eating

man coldly snorts, “Didn’t you say there’s room for improvement? If it’s not tasty,

Corinne pouts, “I’m hungry!”