Don't Mess with the Rock Chicks by F BOY’s DOLL

Chapter 163

Jolene returned to Tranquil Park, where Bowen unexpectedly returned early today.

As soon as Jolene entered the door, she smelled a very fragrant smell. Amara pointed to the kitchen and whispered to her, “Sir is cooking in the kitchen.”

How could Bowen have the leisure to cook today.

It’s rare that he doesn’t have social engagements today, he should go to the hospital to accompany Mrs. Evert.

Jolene went back to her room to change her clothes, and after thinking about it, she went into the kitchen.

Bowen is frying fish in his expensive shirt, and if a drop of oil spills on it, the shirt will be useless.

But rich people don’t care about one or two shirts.

Jolene was about to leave quietly when Bowen heard her footsteps and said to her without looking back, “Bring the apron.”

Jolene took the apron and walked over, and before he could hand it to him, he said, “Help me tie it.”

Jolene obediently tied his apron around his waist and tied a bow at the back.

Bowen was frying yellow croaker, and Jolene thought he could only cook noodles, but he didn’t expect him to cook a

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lot of dishes.

her, she could only stand by and

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and turned the spoon over. At the same

back at Jolene. “You don’t have to be a secretary at home.”

at herself, her hands folded in front of

her.

stand behind Bowen every time she went out to a meeting with Bowen and there was no place for

smiled awkwardly: “I’m used to

let go of her hands and perpendicular to the sides of her body, but felt like she had no place

himself, and Jolene rarely tasted his cooking.

together in the past, Jolene

specialty learned from her

don’t

made was very good at

Jolene’s bowl: “Eat more,

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the fish in her mouth, which was tender, fragrant

she ate half of it

can be matched with Shaoxing wine, put two plums and a piece of lemon to boil, boil it,

drink, Jolene light enemy, a person drank a small pot.

window of the dining room, and the breeze blew in from the window. Jolene blew a little wind, and her head began to weigh a little, and Bowen’s appearance at this moment in her eyes,

handsome, elegant, considerate,

the hall into the

at it,

even if he is a dog, he