Next One Is a Babe novel Chapter 1201

All Logan could hear was the sounds coming from the kitchen—the washing and cutting of vegetables, followed by the sizzling of oil, and then, the frying of vegetables. All these sounds were ordinary, yet he found them incredibly remarkable at this time, so he couldn’t help getting up and ambling to the kitchen door.

He stood by the door and stared at Lola. The kitchen was small, and she was bustling about with an apron around her waist and her hair tied back casually. This had him falling into a trance, and it was as though he could see their lives a few decades later. It was something he’d never thought before, but he now yearned for it.

After some time, he went in. Assuming that he was coming in to help, Lola declared without even raising her head, “I’m about to be done here, so go out and wait for a while.”

However, Logan said nothing, merely going over to her and hugging her from behind. All at once, Lola froze, her eyes bugging out of her head. Lifting a hand, Logan grasped the hand in which she held the spatula and gently tossed the vegetables in the pan. “They’ll burn in a while.”

Inhaling deeply, Lola abruptly lifted her leg and stomped on his foot. “Get out, you scoundrel! Else, you won’t be allowed to eat later. It’s already hot here since I’m frying vegetables, yet you’re plastering yourself against me. Scram!”

Logan hissed in pain. This woman doesn’t know how to flirt at all! Pressing his lips into a tight line, he reluctantly dropped his hands. Then, he spun around and went out. My status is getting increasingly lower.

Two days ago, Lola said that she wanted to rear a goldfish, whereupon he immediately jumped out and nixed it. Considering his import to her now, he knew that if she reared a fish, the fish would definitely enjoy a higher status than him. Thus, he could never allow any other living creature in her house. However, Lola ignored him entirely, stating outright that his veto was useless. Well, that was the kind of treatment to be expected when one’s status was low.

Returning to the sofa, Logan sat down, his gaze fixed on the television as he hugged a cushion though his ears remained attuned to the sounds from the kitchen.

Lola cooked two dishes and a soup. When she was done, it was pitch dark outside. As she carried the dishes out, she called out, “Okay, the food is ready.” After all the work I’ve done, I’m famished!

Logan hurried over to help scoop the rice. He’d tried her cooking before, and perhaps it was because he was looking at her through rose-colored glasses, but he indeed felt that her cooking was far more delicious than the restaurants out there.

Logan hissed in pain. This woman doesn’t know how to flirt at all! Pressing his lips into a tight line, he reluctantly dropped his hands. Then, he spun around and went out. My status is getting increasingly lower.

As they both sat down for dinner, he then brought up the matter of his friend coming back in a few days, so he wanted to bring her along when they gathered for a meal. Making a thoughtful noise, Lola asked, “Who’s going to be there?”

After thinking for a moment, Logan mentioned Sophia and John as well as Robin and her husband. All those he mentioned were couples, and two people attending such a gathering was actually very easily misconstrued. Others were all in pairs, so if Lola were to go with him, it’d definitely mean something more than friends. He stared at her intently. “Okay? Let’s go together then.”

Lola grunted in assent. “Okay.”

All at once, Logan was on cloud nine. He laughed in delight before he continued eating. I think I’ve won her over! Ah well, when I, Young Master Logan, set my mind on something, no matter and no one are above my abilities! Very much adept at ingratiating himself to her, he volunteered to help wash the dishes after dinner.