The sharp tip of the knife in his hand rested against the paddle in Marilyn’s hand and gently pushed it aside, “Don’t presume to use such clumsy means to provoke our rtionship.”
The fact that he is sitting on the right side of the fence, he is not afraid that Vivian will misunderstand him.
Morris believes in the rtionship between himself and Vivian.
When Vivian, who was standing at the door, heard Morris’ words, the slightest bit of worry in her heart was instantly put down, as if she was relieved.
In hindsight, she had been overly worried.
She walked in and closed the door with her hand, smiling coquettishly, “Is young master Marilyn looking for a change of appetite?”
Marilyn was angry and amused by the two of them hitting each other in turn.
Throwing the handkerchief directly into the trash can, she raised her thin and curved willow eyebrows, “Ugh, it’s really boring, you two don’t know how to cooperate with this young master, pretending to be angry to make me happy, can’t you even?”
She easily resolved the embarrassment with a joke.
The brisk and unconcealed nature really makes Vivian like it a bit.
That kind of spontaneity and spontaneity is not something that anyone can achieve.
Vivian and Morris looked at each other and smiled at each other. He continued to look down and handle the fish in his hands, while Vivian slowly hung his head and felt warmth and sweetness in his heart.
“Oh, yes, I forgot to tell you. From now on, he can be my master, and will definitely teach me how to cook. When the timees, you must not be jealous.”
When speaking, Marilyn deliberately leaned towards Morris and raised an eyebrow at Vivian.
The kind of tant seduction and provocation, really let Vivian can not help.This is property ? of N?velDrama.Org.
“The difference between being defeated and being jealous is one word, so Marilyn had better be prepared.” Vivian hands around his chest, smiling and turning away.
“Hey … you, you’re just going to leave?”
“Do not go to stay for what.”
“You are not afraid that I will do something to him?”
“Let go of what you want to do. As long as you have confidence, I support you in spirit.” Vivian looked back, her delicate white face loaded with a confident smile.
Her trust in Morris was evident.
She was seen walking leisurely out of the kitchen, humming a little tune in a good mood, and closing the door behind her.
The smile on Marilyn’s face instantly disappeared, wilting like a deted balloon.
It took half a day before she turned around and stared at Morris, snorting arrogantly, “This young master has plenty of time, still afraid of not being able to handle you? You guys also underestimate me too much.”
The man turned on the faucet, cleaned the carp, and said indifferently, “Overconfidence is conceit.”
“This young master has been conceited for so many years, not bad for this time.”
After saying that, she picked up the dish aside and inquired, “How do you want to make this dish? I don’t know.”
“Pinch the head and remove the tail, see if there are any raw worms, and select them if there are.”
“Oh. So simple.”
Marilyn nodded and began to concentrate on choosing the vegetables.
And in the living room.
Vivian walked back and Myron asked her, “What’s my big sister doing, why isn’t she out yet?”
“Young Master Marilyn is very inquisitive and has just taken Carl as his teacher and is learning to cook from him.” She said, then sat down on the sofa, picked up a cup of fragrant tea on the table, immediately felt the curl of tea fragrance came to the nose, refreshing the soul.
“You said Marilyn has made Carl her master?”
Myron stood up in a sh, “This is not nonsense. She is the young master of the Hidden Lord, won’t it bring shame to my royal family if word gets out?”
In fact, Myron was not happy with ‘Carl’ for a long time, and had always wanted to find an opportunity to teach him a lesson.
But now that he had be Marilyn’s master, how could he have a chance to teach him a lesson?
Myron was severely beaten by Morris yesterday, and his face still bears the marks of bruises.