Prince's Substitute Bride Is A Double-face novel Chapter 81

"It's time to get up, lazy pig. Your butt is exposed to the sun." James gently slapped on her soft butt, the girl on the bed let out a groan.

Damn it! She was still asleep?

James came closer to her and kissed her on the forehead.

But she still didn't respond.

"Then don't blame me." James bent down and began to tease her lips, biting them indulgently.

"HMM." Emily seemed to feel that a dog was biting her.

Therefore, she reached out her hand and slapped the so-called "dog" in the air.

"Stop it. I want to sleep. I didn't fall asleep until dawn." She mumbled. Then she fell asleep again.

His Highness, who had been slapped away as a dog, covered his face and glared at the girl on the bed.

If he was unhappy, he might kick the girl awake and throw her out of the window at any time.

Fortunately, he was in a good mood today.

After tossing and turning for so long, the big bug on the bed still had no intention of waking up. James decided to give up. He closed the bedroom door and went out for breakfast.

At nearly noon, when Emily opened her eyes in a daze, she found herself lying on the bed alone and the person beside her had already disappeared.

Damn it! She still wanted to dig out the secret, but she didn't get any.

Oh, god! Who could tell her how long she had slept? It was already twelve o'clock at noon.

She quickly got up from the bed and opened the bedroom door. She found that James was sitting on the sofa lazily, reading a magazine in his hand.

The beautiful profile of the man made her heart melt. How could he be so perfect from every angle? It was said that he was a handsome man without a dead angle with three hundred and sixty degrees. How could she not notice it before?

The white casual clothes made him look sunnier and less cruel. His slightly curly hair hung down on his head.

"How long are you going to stand there and watch?" Asked James casually.

"Well, how do you know I'm looking at you? Are you looking at me too?" Emily was as eloquent as James.

"Yes, I'm looking at you. I want to see how long you lazy cat will sleep. Will you sleep till the sunset?"

"Well, isn't the sun still hanging high above your head?" Emily pointed above.

"Miss, you mean the chandelier. It is not the sun." Murphy reminded.

"Of course I know. I mean the sun in the sky outside the house. You idiot." Emily rolled her eyes.

She became a little suspicious of Murphy. Last night, he tried every means to let her go out, and then he took the initiative to leave the room. That was to say, before he left, the secret of James had already existed, but she didn't notice it. He sneaked out triumphantly when he saw that she didn't notice it.

This conclusion was reasonable and the logic was clear. 'Wow, Emily, you are really a genius in solving cases. It's not bad to be admitted to a police academy in the future.'

"Miss, it's all my fault." Murphy shut his mouth and didn't say anything.

Emily looked at him for a while and then looked away.

"Go and wash yourself. Lunch will be ready soon." Said James.

Emily shrugged and walked into the bathroom to wash up.

"The equipment is quite complete." When she walked into the washroom, she saw new toothbrushes and towels placed on the table. They had been sterilized by high temperature. The upper class knew how to live.

When she came out of the bathroom, the table in the dining room was already full of food. The fragrance was so charming that she could smell it from a distance.

As a foodie, she was most sensitive to food.

"Wow, can we start eating now? I'm so hungry. " Emily picked up a piece of meat with chopsticks and put it into her mouth.

"You bad girl, don't you know any etiquette?" Seeing her eating as if no one was around, James felt very unhappy.

"I don't need to be polite to you. It's not troublesome. Eat quickly. Don't talk too much." Emily picked up a piece of pork and put it into James' bowl. Her mouth was full of food, which looked very inelegant.

When James saw the meat in his bowl, he was satisfied.

He happily picked up the bowl and chopsticks and began to eat. Sometimes, it was so easy to satisfy a man who fell in love.

The meal was finished soon. Emily touched her round belly, and a question suddenly popped up in her mind, "Who cooked this meal?"

"……" James shrugged. As the prince of Sakura Kingdom, he had never been to the kitchen before. How could he cook? It was more like a dream.

"I can only fight and can't cook." Murphy also shrugged.

"Did the lunch appear by itself?" Emily thought the food was so delicious and steaming. How could it be any kind of delivery?

"Miss, please have a look." Murphy walked to the kitchen and opened the door. A row of chefs were standing in unison inside. They were all wearing white uniforms and high bucket hats.

"Wow, there must be something wrong. Did you hire these five star chefs to cook for you?" Emily exclaimed.

"Or what?" James raised his eyebrows. He was born with pride. Wasn't such a service necessary?

How extravagant it was! Damn it! Emily complained to herself.