Refusing To Be His Perfect Replica, I Choose The Arranged Marriag by BlueMoone

Chapter 586.

Late at night, Auntie Helen had gone back, and Aveline and Alexander were the only two people left in the whole villa, and she was staring at him with her big eyes.

"Are you sleepy?"

Aveline shook her head quickly, "I'm not sleepy, I can't sleep and will watch TV for a while."

She was just awkward. Although the two had been husband and wife for a long time, her impression of Alexander was still that of a stranger.

Isn't it as embarrassing as having an online date to ask her to have close contact with him?

Her nervousness was noticed by Alexander, and he was not in a hurry, "Okay, I'll accompany you."

Aveline was watching soap operas while Alexander was quickly typing on his laptop keyboard.

From time to time, Aveline glanced at him. He was wearing gold- rimmed glasses, and the lamp above his head cast a dim yellow light on him, giving his cold outline a light touch of tenderness.

As if sensing her gaze, Alexander raised his head.

He was wearing black silk pajamas. The texture of the clothes was very good. The satin exuded soft light under the light, which complemented the frame on the bridge of his nose. His slender middle finger gently pushed the frame, and he turned his head to look at her. His voice was magnetic: "What's wrong?"

a random action by the man. Aveline felt her face feel a little

thirsty or hungry? You didn't eat much during dinner. Do you want

big eyes, "Are

a little exaggerated, and Aveline felt that she was deliberately beautifying the

up his sleeves and patted her

long legs, and soon there was the sound of pots and pans in the

would be at the peak of his culinary skills if he could only make her a bowl of pasta. However, looking at him busy in the kitchen,

danging

figure weighing the pot. An hour later, Aveline

can wash your hands and get ready

her hands, the man had already put

crayfish, garlic scallops, salt and pepper

at the dishes piled with red oil, chili pepper, pepper, and garlic cloves. She never thought

did more than the normal that she was

pulled out a wet tissue and wiped his fingers, "I had

few

how do you know how

used to always pester me to eat spicy crayfish, barbecue and so on. Eating outside is not

fell on the back of his white hands. Alexander's skin was fair,