Be Your Lover Forever (Alicia)

Chapter 1318

"Well, I'm craving for shrimps. Fry some for me!"

Turning around to glance at the woman turning well-behaved all of a sudden, Trevor nodded.

"Well, I noticed it! For one capable of turning shrimps into a paste just by peeling it, who else could it be other than you? Didn't I teach you how to peel the shrimp through the thread method?"

It was a horrifying sight. Once the shrimps fell into her hands, nothing was left!

Scratching her head, Victoria gave a dry laugh. "I used a toothpick...but the shrimp was too fleshy and sturdy, so the toothpick snapped..."

She was incapable of mastering his skills. The toothpick technique was simple, yet she did a bad job even after a few tries!

Trevor mocked, "Haha. You're so stupid, yet you're trying to defend yourself!" Deep down, he pondered, "She must have wanted everything to be perfect, so she poked the shrimps several times, didn't she?" After a brief wash up, Trevor turned around to steal a glance at her, asking, "Did you spend half an hour doing it?"

If he entered the kitchen at six o'clock on time, she would be flustered, wouldn't she?!

He knew her too well!

She lowered her head and stuck out her tongue. Victoria's face was flushed. She would never admit to the fact that she had been anxious from peeling the shrimps to the point of her being drenched in sweat. Turning around to retrieve the apron from the chair, Victoria made her way into his arms and skillfully wrapped it around him.

"Honey, cook for me. Add more chopped green onions. They're delicious. I like eggplants, so it's the last dish! Let's have spaghetti for our main course, shall we? We won't be at home tomorrow. If we have rice for dinner, it's such a waste!" "All right!"

turned the stove on, while Victoria turned to behind him. Although she wasn't skilled in cooking, she had a general idea of the kitchen

her head and face, withdrawing. Since Trevor stood before her, shielding her from the fire, she revealed

had a rough idea of how afraid she was of an

always slow in dealing with fire

were servants at home, she wasn't required to master excellent cooking skills. The two of them

Honey, look!

pepper. The stove was on for both sides, yet he handled it with ease. Two steps behind him, Victoria patted her chest, taking deep breaths. Trevor was used to witnessing how shocked she was, as though the kitchen could be on fire at any time. Turning

her eyes curved into crescents. "It smells

face. Seeing how he began flipping the steak, she leaned over, hugging his

who can cook

served the beef before adding the shrimp and side dishes to the plate. Once he shifted to the side, Trevor brushed his nose against her adorable little nose. "You're getting better at the sweet talk! Don't

before she took the initiative to set up the plates on the dining table and place the dishes according to the two of their preferences. Without realizing it, she grumbled. "You once said

the tableware, while Trevor had fried the eggplants. They arrived at the table

table and imitated him by taking her apron off and placing it back in place before returning to her

you've worked hard. Let me drink

glass. Trevor couldn't help chuckling as he raised his hand to stop her. "All right. I appreciate it. There's no need to drink it for real! Don't drink too much. Leave some space in your belly for the shrimps!" If not, how could she live up to her

recovered from her leg injury, Trevor could sense how she had turned more beautiful and cheerful. Seeing her in such a state, Trevor's heart surged

was a wonderful

sip, Trevor placed his glass

"That's right!"