"Without you, it won't be cooked." Julian Johnsons' gaze was wicked and fierce.
"Without it, I can't cook." Isabella Lindsey spoke with deep meaning.
"Hmm."
Julian Johnsons closed his eyes, savoring a dumpling, and commanded, "Starting tomorrow, you must learn to cook."
"What if I don't?" Isabella Lindsey responded calmly.
Julian Johnsons showed his familiar wicked smile, gracing his handsome face, "Then learn to make—"
Isabella Lindsey ate more than twenty dumplings in one breath, and Julian Johnsons didn't back down, competing with her. The two quickly finished a large plate of dumplings, resembling a "kingless court" scenario.
"You go wash the dishes," Julian Johnsons ordered his queen.
"Lazy and gluttonous."
Isabella Lindsey gave him a sidelong glance, cleaned up the dishes, and headed to the kitchen.
As soon as she left, Julian Johnsons couldn't help but gag, and Uncle Du quickly came in, placing a trash can beside him.
"Splash..."
