My Lord, My Billionaire Master novel Chapter 397

"—Why aren't you looking at me?" William was unhappy with her half—closed eyes.

"I'm here to make breakfast."

"If you don't ask me what I want to eat, won't you cook it for nothing if I'm not satisfied with it?"

William asked.

Alice's eyelashes twitched, and she looked at William, "Then what do you want to eat, I'll go buy ingredients for you."

"What I want to eat?" William looked down at her intently, then he raised his head and spoke in a hoarse voice, "If I could buy the ingredients I wanted with money, I would have bought them a long time ago! Do I need you?"

Alice stared at him blankly as a light flickered in her eyes.

She was tightly wrapped in a blanket and William stared at her with low eyes. His gaze fell on her light pink lips, and an intoxicating look appeared in his eyes.

The air was silent.

William lowered his head as the thin lip slowly approached her.

Alice almost stopped breathing; his warm breath gushed out onto her face. She knew that she should push him away, like every time she did before.

For some reason, she had lost her strength.

She couldn't resist.

She stared fixedly at his thin lip, watching it fall bit by bit. She laid there motionless, not resisting nor struggling.

However, William's kiss still did not land on her lips.

William's thin lip stopped at the corner of her mouth that was less than a centimeter away, and slowly moved her lips through the air. His nose was against the tip of her nose, moving to the side as he moved her lips little by little.

This ambiguity was more deadly than a direct kiss.

Alice's breathing had almost stopped. She placed one hand on her face, her fingers feeling very cold as her fingers gently caressed her face and caressed it.

Her face was soft.

His face was right in front of her, and the moment she raised her gaze, she fell into his deep sea like line of sight. Her heart palpitated uncontrollably.

Alice couldn't help but close her eyes and let him do as he pleased.

The last day, wasn't it?

Suddenly, the weight of the blanket lessened.

Alice opened her eyes in shock, only to see that William had already woken up, sitting straight on the bed. His eyes stared at her, and she said coldly, "Get up and cook for me, who told you to sleep on the bed!"

"..."

The speed at which his face changed made Alice sigh in admiration.

She was the one who had to sleep, wasn't he the one who had wrapped her in a blanket?

"Why aren't you getting up?"

William got down from the bed and stood beside the bed, staring coldly at her.

"Oh."

Alice replied. Just as she was about to pull away the blanket, she suddenly realized that she could not even stretch her arms.

Why did this blanket seem like it was locked up?

Alice struggled desperately.

William looked over and saw Alice wriggling like a caterpillar. Her eyebrows were knitted and her cheeks puffed up.

Seeing her like this, the corners of his lips couldn't help but curl up into a smile, and the coldness vanished.

Alice could not struggle, she did not even have the strength to stretch her hands out, she could only roll around on the bed and unroll the blanket.

She used all her strength to roll, but in the end, she used too much force, and continued to roll towards the side. William's eyes turned deeper, and quickly reached out and stopped her, his movements filled with anxiety, afraid that she would fall down.

Half of Alice's body was pressed against the side of the bed, and the other half was floating in the air. She almost fell down.

"Don't be such a hypocrite!"

William held her upright, restrained his smile and coldly glared at her, then walked towards the bathroom.

Alice sat on the side of the bed, tying up her messy long hair and standing up, she tidied up and folded the blanket, then shouted towards the bathroom, "Then I'm going out to buy vegetables, do you want to eat Chinese style breakfast or something?"

"Alice, what you think is the best, breakfast is too simple, I want to eat lunch!"

William's unhappy voice came out.

It was easy to get angry.

"Alright, I'll go out and buy it." Alice said, for this meal, she would make anything he wanted to eat.

Just as Alice was about to go out, William's voice came out again, commanding her tyrannically, "Come in!"

What was he doing now?

Alice walked into the bathroom in confusion. She saw William standing in front of the sink, looking at the mirror as she put on the ear nail.

Toothpaste?

Alice looked confused, "You asked me to cook, not to squeeze toothpaste."

"How can I eat without brushing my teeth?" William turned his head and looked at her, with a confident look, "What I said about cooking included toothpaste!"

What a strong reason.

It was only now that she realized that cooking used to include this.

"What you said makes sense."

Alice said as she helplessly walked forward to pick up a toothbrush. She poured toothpaste on the toothbrush and handed it over to William.

Both of William's hands pressed onto the sink, and he slightly bent down, directly opening his mouth for her, his pure white teeth grinding.