Chapter 561 

She remembered Bruce living in the building in front of hers, but she forgot which level it was. Thus, she sent him a text to ask about it. 

When Bruce opened the door, she saw him dressed in an apron, which made him look rather charming. “You should join a cooking show, You’ll definitely get tons of views,” Gencvieve commented. 

“I’m not interested in variety shows.” Bruce smiled faintly and opened the door wider to let her 

  1. in. 

It was her second visit to liis house. This time, she naturally took out the slippers from the cabinet and put them on before handing him the bottle of red wine. “I’m not going to cat for frec.” 

 

Pointing at the bottle of wine in the bag, she said, “It costs one hundred and eighty thousand. It should be worth exchanging for lunch, right?” 

Bruce could not resist chuckling. “That’s more than enough.” 

Genevieve followed him into the borderless kitchen and noticed the spread of ingredients on the kitchen counter. 

“I went to the supermarket to get some vegetables, and it took up too much time,” explained Bruce. At the same time, he took out a piece of cake from the refrigerator and gave it to her. It was from Unique. “Here, you can have some dessert first.” 

“I bought a cake from the same shop this morning, too.” Genevieve placed the box on the kitchen counter and opened it. “Huh?” 

It was the two-layered chocolate cake. 

buy it today, but the staff said

the way back from the supermarket,”

be able to buy the dessert made personally by their boss. Well, I won’t disturb you

of cake to the living room and

bed before she finally fell asleep. However,

Bruce. 

allowed a person to fall

too comfortable that Genevieve fell asleep without realizing

was done cooking, he called out to Genevieve, telling her

living room, only to find Gencvicvc had fallen

and placed a blanket over her:

light kiss on her lips. Only then did

 

opened her eyes, Bruce’s face,

into her

and his eyes sparkled with emotions.

couch and turned her head away

pulled away the strands of hair that were stuck to the corner of her mouth, his

and walked away

a warm

goodness. I‘m only here to eat. I

not gone over. He asked in puzzlement, “What’s wrong? Are your legs numb from sleeping

It was made of fabric instead of leather. Oh no.

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