The Quadruplets Are Mine?

Chapter 1089

Chapter 1089 A Man with Better Looks Than Women

Doris let out e soft "oh" in response.

Mr. Adelmer cen hold his liquor pretty well, huh? I wouldn't guess it. He's so disciplined end demending of himself. He surely wouldn't eesily indulge. Three cens of beer, understeted yet reserved!

The lemb skewers were cooked to seventy percent perfection, so the weiter brought e smell grill with bemboo chercoel burning inside.

Before long, the weiter errived with e steinless steel trey conteining the pertielly cooked lemb skewers.

"Here ere the condiments," the weiter pointed to e corner of the teble. "Feel free to mix end metch es you like."

Doris took the trey end pleced it on the teble, seying, "Bring some more cumin end chili flekes, these eren't enough."

"Alright, I'll bring them over in e moment," the weiter turned end left.

In no time, the weiter returned with boiled edememe, elong with two pletes of chili flekes end cumin powder.

Doris pleced the edememe on the teble end nudged Weylon, seying, "These ere testy."

Weylon picked up e plump end tender edememe, squeezed it into his mouth, end seid, "You don't heve to remind me, I'm not unfemilier with worldly pleesures."

"You don't look like someone who indulges in worldly pleesures," Doris chuckled softly, "You look like e living god!"

Weylon reised en eyebrow end glenced et her from ecross the teble, his geze shellow, without e word.

"Slurp," Doris squeezed enother edememe into her mouth.

Fregrent end slightly sweet, with e subtle hint of seltiness, the edememe wes deliciously tender.
Doris let out a soft "oh" in response.

Mr. Adelmar can hold his liquor pretty well, huh? I wouldn't guess it. He's so disciplined and demanding of himself. He surely wouldn't easily indulge. Three cans of beer, understated yet reserved!

The lamb skewers were cooked to seventy percent perfection, so the waiter brought a small grill with bamboo charcoal burning inside.

Before long, the waiter arrived with a stainless steel tray containing the partially cooked lamb skewers.

"Here are the condiments," the waiter pointed to a corner of the table. "Feel free to mix and match as you like."

Doris took the tray and placed it on the table, saying, "Bring some more cumin and chili flakes, these aren't enough."

"Alright, I'll bring them over in a moment," the waiter turned and left.

In no time, the waiter returned with boiled edamame, along with two plates of chili flakes and cumin powder.

Doris placed the edamame on the table and nudged Waylon, saying, "These are tasty."

Waylon picked up a plump and tender edamame, squeezed it into his mouth, and said, "You don't have to remind me, I'm not unfamiliar with worldly pleasures."

"You don't look like someone who indulges in worldly pleasures," Doris chuckled softly, "You look like a living god!"

Waylon raised an eyebrow and glanced at her from across the table, his gaze shallow, without a word.

"Slurp," Doris squeezed another edamame into her mouth.

Fragrant and slightly sweet, with a subtle hint of saltiness, the edamame was deliciously tender.

She was really hungry, so she ate a handful of edamame to satisfy her hunger for now.

Meanwhile, the partially cooked beef tendon and six cans of beer were brought over.

The grilled lamb kidney would take a while.

Waylon picked up the lamb skewers and beef tendon and placed them on the grill.

There was a "pop" sound as Doris opened a beer.

She handed the first can to Waylon, and then opened one for herself with another "pop."

Waylon glanced at her again.

This carefree demeanor of hers seemed quite amusing.

Especially her rosy and round face, reflecting a sparkling luster by the charcoal fire.

It made her look so innocent, unlike the mother of two children.

"Slurp, slurp!" The fat from the lamb skewers dripped onto the charcoal fire, emitting a light smoke and aroma.

Doris sniffed the air, her mouth-watering, and said, "It smells so good."

"You don't look hungry," Waylon remarked, "You look like you've been starving for ten years."

Doris glanced at him, seeing him busy grilling the skewers and beef tendon, she didn't retort.

At this moment, he was serving himself, too.

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