The night was quiet. The dim light shone on the man's handsome face. His nose was straight, and his eyebrows were thick and thick. The man's face was covered with a trace of sadness. He looked at the woman on the armchair with his hands holding her knees.
"Do you want to eat something?"
Since she entered the house, it was more than ten o'clock now. She didn't eat anything and only drank a few mouthfuls of water. Yolande stood up and looked at Austin with an aggrieved face. "I'm hungry."
"Yes, I know. So what do you want to eat?" He looked affectionately at the woman who was crying in front of him, and felt a sting in his heart. If possible, he would rather be sad for him.
"I want a bowl of noodles." She murmured, blinking at Austin. It was too late and Mona had gone to bed. Yolande was thinking about making noodles for herself in the kitchen. Austin felt uncomfortable and did his own thing.
She put down her long legs from the sofa and stepped on the floor with her slippers. Her posture had been maintained for too long, and her legs were a little numb. She pounded her legs, stood up and fell heavily on the sofa.
"Your legs are numb. Sit still and have a rest." Austin said softly.
"I'm hungry. I'll cook some noodles in the kitchen." She said.
The man frowned and put one hand on his shoulder. "Just sit here. I'll give you the following instructions."
She grabbed his arm and said, "you're not feeling well. I don't want to bother you too much. I'll do it myself."
Although she said it in a low voice, Austin could hear her clearly. He rubbed her head with his big hand. "You think too much. Just sit there. If you don't listen to me, I will kiss you."
She blushed instantly and lowered her head without saying anything. The man smiled and turned to the kitchen. She had no choice but to stay in the kitchen and wait for Austin to cook for her. Maybe this man would really kiss her. Her face flushed and her heart beat faster.
As time went by, Yolande became more and more familiar with Austin. In her opinion, Mr. Austin had become more and more adept at flirting with her. Maybe one day, if she didn't obey him, he would really kiss her? She blushed and lowered her head.
"What are you thinking about? Are you moved by me? " The low voice of the man pounced on her face, and the hot breath fluttered on the roots of her ears. She raised her head, meeting Austin's fond gaze and the steaming noodles in his hand.
"No..." She said stubbornly.
"Oh, No." His voice was low, sounding a little disappointed.
Austin put the noodles on the tea table and said, "eat it while it's hot."
Her attention was attracted by a bowl of noodles. Her eyes were waving and she looked at the hot noodle in front of her. Her stomach began to rumble.
"Then I'll eat." She gave a cunning smile.
Austin frowned. "Are you in a good mood? Have you had an appetite? "
She nodded solemnly. After all, the past could not be changed. What's more, his feelings for Aron had weakened a lot. Although sometimes she felt sad when she thought of it, Yolande knew that everything could not be reversed.
She took up the bowl and tasted the noodles. The taste was slightly spicy. The most important thing was that it was delicious, and the soup was strong. Yolande picked up two poached eggs, some beef and some vegetable leaves on the noodles with chopsticks. Not only did it taste spicy, but it also looked good.
Her eyes were slightly red. "Austin... Thank you. " She sniffed.
"Well, what do you want to thank me for?" The man on the other side frowned. What was wrong with this woman? What was she thinking about.
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