Renee walked in with a curious expression and asked, “What can I help you with?”

Mr. Q was wearing disposable plastic gloves in both hands. He was marinating the steaks with a secret sauce.

“Help me wear the apron, please. My hands are occupied.”

He gestured to an apron hanging on the cabinet with his chin, giving out the command naturally.

“Help you… put on the apron?”

Renee felt a moment of awkwardness. She hesitated and did not move.

This kind of action was way too intimate. Wasn’t this usually something that only couples would do?

Mr. Q turned around and looked at her flatly. “Is something wrong? Are you… shy?”

“Of course not!”

to put the apron over his head. She pretended to be nonchalant and

arms wrapped around the man’s strong waist, and her thin fingers tied a bow around the waistband neatly. She patted the man’s back and said jokingly, “Hmm, not

was ruined, his body was top-notch. He had wide shoulders, a narrow waist, and firm muscles.

There were lots of other trees in the forest. Her vision was seriously too narrow in the past.

were comparable to Stefan, even Isaac, the

steaks, Mr. Q set the timer to

took off his plastic gloves and casually grabbed a kiwi to

yogurt while stirring it with a spoon. He then scooped a

see if

“Umm…”

leaned back warily. She was not used to being so intimate with a man. She awkwardly took the spoon and

weird smile. “I thought you’re a divorced woman who has experienced everything before? Why are you so

It’s called a sense of boundaries – a sense of boundaries between men and women,

eyebrows and put on a righteous

so good. Who would have

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