hapter 154 The Third Wheel

Chapter 154 The Third Wheel

Cedric also managed to lift his head amidst his busyness, the noodles in his mouth not yet swallowed, hastily giving a thumbs up: "Ms. Stark, it's really delicious. I didn't expect your cooking skills to be so good, you could even open a noodle shop." He wasn't exaggerating, this tomato pasta was too delicious!

The two of them were going back and forth, until Blake couldn't take it anymore. He slammed the table and stood up, extending his hand towards the rebellious girl with a resentful tone, "Mya, where's mine?"

Calvin didn't do it like him, but that expression, it meant the same as Blake's.

What about him?

First, he was not there.

He was not there for the second time.

It should have been his turn for the third time, right?

Myrna raised an eyebrow, her bright eyes sweeping over the two of them. She slapped Blake's hand away, her voice cold and curt, "In the kitchen, get it yourself."

Blake: ...

Calvin....

thin lips a vibrant red, both arrogant

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he wanted a third one, he even had to compete with that

impressive. A simple tomato pasta satisfied

The meal was finished.

your skills, right next to Mr. Larson's hot pot restaurant. With your skills, wow, it would be the best in Melcester." Myrna was only responsible for making pasta, not washing

She was too lazy.

cook. Chopping and washing

a little one here today, it was just an

the initiative to wash the dishes and came out of the kitchen. His tall figure was strikingly handsome. He was loosely wrapped in an apron, which somehow... exuded a hint of sexy temptation

washed the bowl and put it in

The Therd

"Uh... okay."

understand why he took on the task of washing dishes voluntarily, after all, Mr. Larson was a man who never lifted a finger. But now, seeing him with three buttons of his shirt undone, his collar slightly open, looking like a good homely man, Blake instantly understood. He silently cursed himself for being careless, Mr. Larson was

quickly stole a glance at

eyes, looked at the two figures on the sofa, his gaze mainly on Myrna. His voice was

like eating fruits, subconsciously looking at the little

uncle, pouted, and shook his

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