When I Was A Wallflower

"Can you cook?" Amelie quickly followed Leo into the kitchen.

When she was in the Alston Residence, she had never seen him enter the kitchen, so she was very doubtful about his cooking skills.

Leo had already taken off his coat, and he was lowering his head as he undid the buttons on his sleeves. His slender fingers leisurely rolled his sleeves upward, exposing his muscular arms.

"I can learn," he declared indifferently as he looked up at her. "You can teach me."

He said it like it was the most natural thing in the world, so Amelie almost laughed out loud.

Leo's gaze was insistent, and there was a sense of bewitchment in it as well. Amelie didn't dare meet his gaze as she sighed in exasperation. "Just let me do it."

Instead of teaching him, it would be far quicker for her to do the cooking.

With that, she took the apron to put it on. Before she could wear it, however, the man snatched the apron and put it on himself.

"Bria wants to eat the food I made," he said matter-of-factly.

Amelie was speechless.

"I heard you're very nice to Bria, and you won't decline anything she asked with good reason. Therefore, it should be a reasonable request if she wants to eat what her father made."

Amelie was about to say something when Bria's voice sounded, saying, "Dada, I want to eat the beef stew! Don't forget the potatoes! Oh, and I want a poke bowl too, the sort with chopped carrots, tomatoes, shrimp, beans, and sausages!"

Bria's words perfectly supported Leo's, and Amelie could only compromise.

Leo nodded in response, then opened the fridge after tying the apron around him. He skillfully retrieved all the ingredients Bria listed, then placed them on the counter.

"You have to wash the beef and cut it into chunks." Bria continued her remote commands.

She knew that Leo didn't know how to cook, so after searching her memories, she provided him with Steven's easiest recipes.

Leo swiftly unwrapped the beef, then placed it under running water to wash it.

fetched the chopping board and a kitchen knife, then washed them as well. Then, he placed the beef on the chopping board and began

reason to stay in the

Clack!

a sudden noise, the knife flew out of control and

look

on an innocent expression. "The beef was being

pointed at the beef he had sliced off a little. The portion

up in the pot. Therefore, Amelie had no choice but to walk back in. Leo had already picked

seem to mind the embarrassment. With that, he pointed at the back of his hand,

was out of options, so she could only extend her hand, circling around his back and gripping his knife-wielding hand with great effort. Her other hand pressed his large palm on the beef. "Keep close to the meat, angle the knife a little, and cut down little by little."

figure, so Amelie's arms

poked her head out to make sure that she could see the beef and her own hands. It was terribly awkward.

she knew this would happen, she would've bought an automatic cooking machine.

this a long time ago, but Steven said that cooking machines lacked that human

the only joy in his life right now was to prepare good food for them.

rob him of his joy, so that was how things turned out like this.

allowed her control of his hands as they sliced the meat bit by

his back, and her gentle and clear voice was ringing right in his ears. It was simply too alluring.

on his back her heart pulsating through her chest. Every heartbeat from

beating along with this rhythm, and he was so captivated by her that he could barely

just like a puppet in her hands. However,

rising temperature and hear his

just sticking to his back, she could hear it clearly. Every beat of his heart was strong and domineering as if threatening to traverse across their bodies into her insides.

even looking at the meat. Throughout the entire process, he had his head tilted so that he could

go and said,

his lips, then lowered his head and began

chunks than when she had held his hands. As Amelie watched the pieces of beef falling down, she suddenly felt like she had fallen

probably knew his way around kitchen knives.

just a few words from the teacher. Of course, the student takes some credit as well." Leo feigned nonchalance as he spoke, easily covering up the fact

to him again. Leo didn't find any excuses for her to help him,

dared not force her too much in case she ran away.

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