In the kitchen.


    Marilyn and Morris two into the kitchen, closed the kitchen door.


    Morris neatly packed the fish in his hand while saying in a deep voice, “Marilyn young master is afraid that others won’t find out how special you are to me?”


    He suddenly felt that Marilyn was a bit difficult to deal with, giving him a bit of a headache.


    “It’s none of my business what others think. I promised not to announce your identity to the public, I will definitely do what I said.”


    The implication: this young master is only responsible for keeping the secret, but if she people have suspicions, it has nothing to do with me.


    Of course, Marilyn also has a little selfishness.


    God knows, from yesterday after Morris left, shey in bedte at night, her mind is Morris that a stunning and beautiful face, so she tossed and turned difficult to sleep.


    So early this morning, after Myron woke up, she grabbed Myron and came to apologize to Vivian.


    As a royal prince of the Hidden Tribe, Myron was certainly not willing to bow down and apologize to Vivian, and she took great pains to convince him toe over.


    The purpose was not to apologize to Vivian, but to meet Morris.


    But when she looked at Morris’s mediocre with some ugly ‘face’, she had some regrets.


    I should have known that yesterday I should not have let him dress up again, but should have let him show his real face, then how pleasing to the eye.


    “In that case, I should thank you?”


    Morris held a sharp knife in his hand, scraping the fish scales sharply, and said carelessly.


    “Hahaha, that’s not necessary. You cook better at noon, this young master eat more lunch, as a token of your gratitude to me.”


    She seemed to be unable to understand the meaning of the words.


    But Morris knew that Marilyn’s heart was clear as a mirror.


    He stopped talking and Marilyn rolled up her sleeves, “Come on, I’ll help you. You can also teach me how to cook your Chinese food.”


    The idea came to her eyes as she said this.


    Marilyn’s right hand was propped up on the stove top, tilting her head, her eyes like silk, “Carl, let me worship you as my teacher. From today, you will be my master and teach me how to cook. Is that good?”


    Morris: “No.”


    The refusal was crisp and unambiguous.Content ? N?velDrama.Org.


    Of course, the rejection seemed to be expected by Marilyn.


    Her red lips were slightly hooked, and her face was full of western beauty with a light smile, “You should know that being my master will give you free ess to the royal pce in the future. There are benefits for you, or Vivian.”


    Morris was cleaning the guts of the carp in his hand, his hand slightly paused for a second, did not answer.


    The smart and clever Marilyn’s lips smiled even more and patted him on the shoulder, “It’s a happy decision.”


    “Master, this fish, what are you going to do?”


    She entered the role in a second.


    In the living room, Vivian saw Marilyn stayed in the kitchen for a long time without meaning toe out, she had a sense of crisis inside and got up, “I’ll go to the kitchen to see if there are enough dishes.”


    She said, without waiting for their reply, she walked to the kitchen.


    Just as she approached the kitchen door, she heard Marilyn’s cheerfulughtering from the kitchen, extraordinarily happy.


    At that moment, Vivian’s heartstrings tightened, somehow some nervous feeling.


    Standing at the kitchen door, she held the door handle, hesitated for a moment, unscrewed the handle and pushed the door open, into the eye is …


    Marilyn took the paddle in her hand and thoughtfully wiped the sweat from her forehead for Morris, “Master, you are sweating, let me wipe it for you.”


    Morris, holding the sharp knife in his hand, turned sideways, nced at Vivian standing in the doorway, and then nced at Marilyn beside him …