My Lord, My Billionaire Master novel Chapter 209

T — hinking about that, Alice said repeatedly, "This door has no problem, really, it is a good door, no problem."

"Something's wrong, the door shouldn't be here!"

William said with a serious face.

Alice was at a loss, "Then where should it be installed?"

William pointed in a direction.

Alice raised her head and looked towards the direction that William was pointing, only to see that William was actually pointing in the direction of the trash room.

Alice almost spurted water out, she anxiously held back and swallowed the water, in the end she choked and started coughing.

"When you walk, you twist your ankle, when you drink water, you choke. Alice, why are you such a genius?"

William frowned, and patted her back.

Alice coughed for a long time before she regained her senses, she looked at William's handsome face and said, "You're a genius, you don't a door to this room right?"

"Right." William actually shamelessly admitted it, he looked at the tightly shut door and said with a serious face, "I think this room shouldn't have a door, the door has an impact on the overall beauty."

There shouldn't be a door.

He spoke so matter-of-factly.

"The door affects your entry and exit?" Alice saw through his thoughts.

Ever since she suggested that they sleep in different rooms, she wanted a key card. She did not allow other cards to exist, including the skeleton card.

It turned out he was after her door.

William was not embarrassed after being exposed, he was still confident and said, "Right, this door is affecting me too much!"

"Stop messing around, go to sleep. I'm sleepy."

Alice said, she took out the key card and was about to open the door, but her hand was pressed onto the wall by William's big palm.

They stood face to face, close together, her palm was pressed against the cold wall, his warm palm was on the back of her hand.

"Go sleep at my place!" William lowered his eyes and stared at her, his tone was overbearing.

"We have a treaty. You either abide by it or tie me up to your bedroom." Alice said with a smile on her face, "I don't care, you choose."

"You..."

William was agitated by her.

Of course he wanted to tie her up directly in the bedroom, but forcing her to do so would reduce her love.

Damn it!

How troublesome!

William glared at her, and said with a sullen face at the end, "Then you are not allowed to enter, stay here with me!"

Accompany him at the door?

Alice was dumbfounded, "William, it's time to sleep."

"That won't do. You chatted with that whatever editor for so long tonight, and you didn't even accompany me for dinner. You have to make it up to me!" William's tone was extremely tyrannical.

"Compensate for this??"

Alice opened her eyes.

Does he have to be so sticky?

"Yes!" William said.

"Then how do you want me to make up for it?" Alice wanted to retract her hand, but she was firmly pressed against the wall.

"Cook for me."

Alice was startled, "You haven't eaten yet?"

"You're not here, what am I going to eat? " William said.

The habit of eating food cooked by her was back again!

Alice was really helpless, and said quickly: "Come, I'll go make you something to eat."

She took the initiative to grab one of his hands and pull him away, hurrying.

William lowered his eyes and saw that she was tightly holding his hand, an additional hint of satisfaction appeared in his eyes.

Alice ran to the kitchen and hurriedly cooked a bowl of nutritious noodles.

"Here are your fork."

Alice handed over the clean fork to him.

William sat there and ate with the fork. He looked extremely elegant, but his speed was very fast.

Seeing him act this way, Alice could not help but say, "You should eat slower, it's not good for your stomach."

William continued to eat the noodles.

"Also, regardless of whether I'm here or not, you have to eat on time or it will be bad for your stomach." Alice stood beside him and said, "The dishes made chefs are all delicious, I am just average in cooking."

She knew her level.

"They don't cook well."

William said in disdain.

"You are too paranoid. How can you only think of my dishes?" This riddle, Alice had not solved it even now.

Hearing this, William's expression turned slightly cold, "Can you not mention about paranoia?"

He was allergic to the word.

"You should face it." Alice looked at him seriously and continued, "Don't you feel that this paranoid personality disorder has already affected your normal life?"

William's eyes were filled with anger: "Alice, if you weren't my woman, you would have already been thrown out by me!

She dared to mention it again and again.

"I'm serious. I'm not laughing at you." Alice

pulled over a chair, sat beside him and said gently, "Don't you want to live like a normal person?"