Passionate Devotion: Master Fudd's Beloved Wife novel Chapter 154

Heaton did not answer immediately. He just carried her all the way into the master bedroom before pressing her down and said in a low voice, "It's rare to have personal time together. If I don't do anything tonight, I will feel sorry for myself."

"... Are you men really thinking about this all day long?"

Verian blushed until her little face could drip blood, but her hands still grasped the collar of his shirt. As if it was unintentional, she gently touched his collar. Heaton grasped her little hand and commanded in a low voice, "Help me unfasten it."

...

Verian lay lazily in his arms, fingering his chest casually. "I'm so hungry."

Heaton frowned slightly and caught her moving hand. He asked, "What did you eat tonight?"

Verian looked at him pitifully. "A bowl of instant noodles."

When the man heard about instant noodles, his face sank slightly. "Why did you eat instant noodles again?"

"Little Jelly Bean is not here, and you were not here as well. I saw that the fridge was empty, so I went to the convenience store outside the mansion to buy a pack of instant noodles. It was delicious and convenient."

There was just a disadvantage of instant noodles. It was easy to get hungry after eating, especially when she needed to do 'vigorous exercise'.

Heaton lowered his head to kiss her, as he moved to get up. Verian held him down. "Where are you going?"

"Aren't you hungry?"

"But there is no more stuff at home to make food."

"The fresh supermarket downstairs is open 24 hours a day. I'll buy some ingredients and come back."

Verian's heart was warmed. What immediately came after that was guilt and anxiety. "Forget it. I won't be hungry when I go to bed. It's so late now. After buying them, you still have to cook. It's too much trouble."

Heaton remained silent, but had already gotten out of bed and put on his clothes. He left the master bedroom simply saying, "Wait here obediently."

Verian looked at the bracelet on the cabinet.

Was she really right to do this?

...

When Verian heard the sound of cooking in the kitchen downstairs, she casually put on Heaton's shirt and went downstairs.

The warm orange lighting in the kitchen casted the tall and sturdy figure of a man.

Heaton, who had always been cold, seemed much warmer at this moment.

The autumn night outside was as cold as water, but the inside of the house was very warm. Verian walked over and hugged his strong waist from behind. She pressed her small face into his back. "What are you cooking? Smells good!"

"I'm making tomato and egg noodles."

Verian tilted her head to look up at him from behind. "Heaton, has anyone ever said that you look more handsome when you cook than when you work?"

Quirking his eyebrows, Heaton looked quite disapproving.

When the water in the pot was boiling, Heaton added in soba noodles. After covering the pot with a lid, he pulled over the little woman who was holding him from behind to the front and hugged her.

The man lowered his head and kissed the top of her hair.

As they were kissing, the condition started spiraling out of control...

The noodles in the pot were boiling and were about to overflow. Verian struggled and quickly reminded him. "The noodles are about to be overcooked."

Heaton finally let her go.

Fortunately, the noodles were not completely overcooked and did not taste too bad.

Verian took the noodles and ate them sparingly. She happily ate because the food was very delicious. Heaton raised his hand and caressed the top of her hair. "Is it delicious?"

Verian twirled a great amount of noodles around her chopsticks and placed them before Heaton's thin lips. "You can taste what you cooked yourself."