Before she could speak, she immediately pressed her hand to her mouth, feeling a pang of remorse.
Why did she say that?
Sure enough, Vanessa looked up at William and found his deep eyes.
Vanessa turned away her head. "Well, come on, I'll wash vegetables!" She ran away hurriedly. She dared not stay any longer.
The farmer used an old stove that needed wood. After a little research, John learned how to do it. He helped Vanessa with the cooking.
Vanessa smiled, but the corner of her eyes saw something hurt. As William scraped fish scales, Angie crouched beside him, not knowing what to say. Then she kissed Vanessa's lips.
If it hadn't been for Angie's pleas, the man probably wouldn't have started cooking.
"Oh dear! “Vanessa didn't notice. As she cut the onion, the juice shot into her eyes. It was so hot; she closed her eyes reflexively. “John, onion juice shot into my eyes. Get me a paper towel."
After waiting for a long time without response, Vanessa couldn't help shouting, "John, please..."
With the sound of footsteps coming from far away, Vanessa seemed to smell the unique smell of William. In a panic, Vanessa could not help retreating. As a result, she accidentally hit a small bench and fell backwards.
At the critical moment, a big hand firmly supported her waist.
Vanessa was embarrassed. She was stiffed when William take her to wash towel. She bowed her head when he helped her to wash her eyes gently.
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