At the beginning, Yuri just wanted to warm up some milk for the girl... but instead he unknowingly cooked a whole table of meals, including both meat and vegetables.
Yuri Blair was washing the kitchen utensils silently in the kitchen, recalling everything that had just happened, and his mind was still in a semi-confused state.
No...what's going on...?
The first time he was invited home by a woman he had a crush on, and he actually walked into her kitchen, opened her refrigerator at will, and even mixed the ingredients to make a meal?
Maybe it was because of his past habit of taking care of Sister Joel, who was incompetent in cooking. His starting point was to take care of Miss Eve considerately, but was this a bit too abrupt?
When he came back to his senses, the ingredients were half ready, and Miss Eve was sitting on the sofa wrapped in his windbreaker, tilting her head slightly, looking at her in confusion with her bright eyes soaked in night dew. Looking at him.
Stopping suddenly at this time would only make it more embarrassing... So Yuri could only smile gently the moment they met his eyes, and then quickly turned back and immersed himself in cooking.
Fortunately, Miss Eve seems to be as confused as her sister .
Not only did she not mind it, she even ate it without any hesitation. She also squinted her eyes and hummed, showing an expression of satisfaction, and a background of pink flowers seemed to float around her.
It looks like it's very easy to be satisfied...
She is just as innocent as her sister, letting down her guard against others so easily... Yuri kept the smile on his face, but couldn't help but think of what Sister Yoel said about Lloyd's craftsmanship when he went to his sister and brother-in-law's house. With a look full of praise, the hand holding the kitchen utensils tightened slightly.
So cunning, Lloyd Folger! To use such despicable and shameless methods to seduce such a gentle and kind-hearted Sister Joel——!!
Yuri turned his grief and anger into strength and quickly and vigorously cleaned the kitchen utensils, completely forgetting that he was using exactly the same method as Lloyd to try to win the heart of the opposite sex.
Having said that, now that I take a closer look, this Miss Eve's kitchen is really... unique.
Uri Blair looked around.
How should I put it...very, rigorous?
Exquisite and accurate weights and scales, graduated measuring cups and droppers, rulers , tweezers, disinfectant alcohol... This place is not like a kitchen, but more like a medical chemistry laboratory.
Yuri suspected that Eve could even perform a minor surgery on him if he needed it.
A typical obsessive medical student? But why is her arrangement of items in the living room as messy and random as Sister Joel's... ah no, should I say informal?
It's a bit of a cute contradiction.
Yuri thought helplessly.
Out of professional habit, he carefully picked up the kitchen utensils and smelled them. As expected, the disinfection techniques were very professional and did not leave any unusual smell.
The walls and floors are also very clean, without any oil stains or sauce residues, which is in sharp contrast to the living room. In this case, either she rarely uses the kitchen, or other people use her kitchen.
Are they other suitors, or relatives... Misstep, I have been busy interrogating that damn traitor all day long. I should have done a little research on Miss Eve's background.
As long as the other person doesn't notice, it's not considered rude. Yuri naturally thought so.
While he was thinking this, he had already finished sorting it out. After wiping the water stains on his hands and walking back to the restaurant, Yuri's eyes fell on the girl who looked satisfied after eating, and an inexplicable warmth flowed into his heart.
Here it comes again, that feeling like melting warm syrup, wrapping his heart sweetly and refreshingly.
Every smile of the girl is as intoxicating and beautiful as a flower blooming.
Yuri subconsciously raised his hand to hold his heart, as if feeling something or wanting to calm down. Feeling the tremor there more violently than usual, he couldn't help but twitch his Adam's apple and swallowed a mouthful of saliva.
Could this be... what it feels like to be in love? But this feeling is completely different from what my sister described.
Yuri is not an idiot, and of course he knows what this feeling means, but if he wants to establish so-called trust and dependence on people other than Yoel, then Miss Eve is obviously still far away.
No, not necessarily. Perhaps this is the difference between him and his pure and gentle sister. Their definition of "love" is biased, and their expressions are naturally different.
If one day in the future, Miss Eve really accepts his intention, Yuri has no intention of telling this innocent girl about his real job.
If she knew that the food she was eating happily was cooked by a pair of dirty hands that were stained with blood a few hours ago, would she be so disgusted that she would vomit?
Call him indifferent or despicable. Yuri didn't want to see Eve's beautiful and gentle smile turn into a twisted look of fear and disgust.
For this reason, it doesn't matter even if you deceive the other party for a lifetime.
Uri Blair has this confidence.
Behind Eve , who was completely unaware of it, Yuri suppressed all the darkness and conspiracy on his face and approached her.
At this moment, Eve, who had been happily eating, didn't know if she felt something, but her eating movements suddenly stopped, and even confused the movement of cutting the steak was interrupted.
"What's wrong?"
Yuri asked.
Eve quickly looked back, her movements were like eating a kitten that had been caught by its owner. Her big, clear blue eyes flickered with water.
She puffed her cheeks, tilted her head slightly, and looked at him warily with eyes that she thought were invisible.
The look was so obvious that Yuri couldn't help but want to laugh, and he did.
"Isn't it too late to think of being wary of me now, Miss Eve?"
Yuri hung the red wine-stained apron on the back of the chair and sat opposite Eve.
After Yuri revealed her true feelings, Eve's face showed a shocked expression of "How do you know I'm wary of you?" Probably out of nervousness, she even covered her mouth and burped lightly.
——How could someone who couldn't hide his emotions be his opponent?
Out of gentlemanly demeanor, Yuri quickly stopped laughing, but he couldn't suppress the curve of his mouth.
On the table between Yuri and Eve is the champagne rose he gave her. The fragrant fragrance spread. Yuri stretched out his hand and gently touched the flower closest to him. He felt the soft and delicate petals brushing against his rough fingertips. From his perspective, his outstretched hand As if pressed against the girl's bright red lips.
He couldn't help but think of the morning before, when her hair was within reach of his hand like a sparkling stream, cool and pleasant. Eyelashes fluttering like butterflies, skin so fair and shiny, eyes as clear as the sky after the rain , a smile as bright as blooming flowers, and a voice like an elf singing. The voice...
In Yuri's bright red eyes, a kind of morbid possessiveness and imperativeness emerged little by little.
He even vaguely regretted why he only touched her hair that morning. If he had... No, never. That's so rude and can easily make the other person disgusted.
And if my sister knew about it, she would probably be angry too.
Yuri smiled and crossed out the sudden delusion in his heart. He moved his eyes away from the girl's lips, which were no less than rose petals, but his fingertips were left on the drawing board of the champagne rose that he had captured. There was a dark fingerprint. The black-haired young man maintained a calm and calm expression on his face and retracted his hand lightly.
The time has not come yet.
Being able to enter the other party's home during the second meeting, and it was still so late, was already a very rapid progress in Yuri's perception. But Yuri will not be satisfied with this.
After Yuri asked half-jokingly, Eve's surprise and annoyance were obvious on the other side of the table.
"I'm sorry! I'm not... I don't think Mr. Yuri is a bad person...!"
- She only felt guilty because she was a WISE! Of course, this reason cannot be said at all!
Eve looked at him hesitantly, then at the beautiful and rich dishes in front of her, and then complained in a slightly pitiful voice: "Then... can I still eat these?"
She was really hungry. ah! But these are obviously the things in her refrigerator, although... although Yuri Blair cooked them to make them so delicious, she at least has the ownership of the raw materials!
Yuri finally couldn't hold back his laughter anymore. He laughed out loud, and even he didn't notice it. From between his eyebrows to his lips, there was a doting smile that he couldn't hide.
This is a completely different joyful mood from getting along with Joel.
If Joel gave him a sense of security and a desire to trust and rely on wholeheartedly, then Eve was the kind that he approached cautiously, admired with bated breath, and felt extremely relaxed and happy when getting along with her.
Sister Joel originally belonged to him, and Eve...he wanted to transplant this flower into a flower bed that belonged to him.
If necessary, it would be nice to fold it down and put it in a vase to enjoy on its own.
Yuri didn't want any other man to see Eve looking so cute.
Such dark and despicable thoughts are destined to be hidden just like his shady profession. Fortunately, Yuri is very good at this, and disguise is almost his instinct.
"Hahaha, of course, of course!"
Yuri said with a hearty smile, coughing slightly to stop his laughter, "I'm sorry, because Miss Eve, you are so cute, so...ahem. II originally wanted to treat you to dinner tonight, Miss Eve, to thank you for taking care of you the day before, but I didn't expect that you would actually go out for something. At this time, all the restaurants outside were closed , so I had to make do with the ingredients in the refrigerator. I would do something for you. It would be great if it suits your taste."