When she unveils identities novel (Shirley and Braden) novel Chapter 577

Chapter 577 "I'm Sorry, I Still Crossed the Line

Upon hearing Keith's suggestive words, Nancy's face turned red, extending from her cheeks to her neck.

’You...you pervert!" She slapped him hard on his well-defined face, pushing his heavy body away. "I must be blind to think you're not bad, fuck, fuck, fuck, get lost!"

Keith, seeing that the woman was genuinely angry, stopped smiling and explained, ' Okay, I won’t tease you anymore. When I said 'happy,' it wasn’t the kind of 'happy' you were thinking of. You misunderstood me."

'What kind of 'happy' are you talking about?"

’I found out that you really like eating crayfish, so I specially bought ten kilograms of crayfish for you to enjoy. It also symbolizes prosperity and getting rid of bad luck. Isn't that enough to make you 'happy'?"

’Crayfish?!’ Nancy's eyes immediately lit up.

It must be said that crayfish was her favorite food, ranking number one on her list. Every year during crayfish season, she couldn't help but indulge herself.

During the past few days in the detention center, the thing she missed the most was exactly that.

If that was the case, Keith really understood her and hit the bullseye!

’Yes, you like eating crayfish, and I happen to be an expert at making them. Isn't it a perfect match?" Keith propped up his chin, smiling slyly.

'You can also make crayfish?’

‘Spicy, garlic, thirteen spices-l'm skilled in every style."

’Perfect!"

Unable to resist any longer, Nancy swallowed her saliva and couldn't wait any longer, "Then what are we waiting for? Let's 'be happy' right away!"

‘All right, let's be happy!' Keith laughed victoriously and opened the car door.

In his mind, he couldn't believe that this foodie could be won over with a pot of crayfish. How could he let her go so easily?

The two of them took the elevator from the underground parking lot and arrived at Keith's spacious penthouse in the city center.

The man's home was beautiful and cozy, decorated in the popular rustic style. Fluffy plush toys could be seen everywhere, instantly creating a relaxing atmosphere.

'You rest first, take a shower, play some games or whatever you like. I'll cook the crayfish for you," Keith said while tying an apron, completely transforming from a playboy to a domesticated man.

Nancy suddenly felt a bit awkward as she stared at him, her mouth watering unconsciously. "Okay."

There was no denying that when a man wore an apron, he exuded pure desire and was incredibly tempting.

At this moment, her appetite for him far surpassed her appetite for crayfish.

While Keith went to the kitchen to prepare the crayfish, Nancy couldn't contain her curiosity and cautiously began exploring his home.

Tsk tsk, his nearly 300-square-meter penthouse was truly luxurious. With five bedrooms, each large enough to run in, Keith's room was relatively simple and clean, without anything particularly notable.

The other bedrooms were also tidy and cozy, like showrooms, lacking personal touches.

Only the last room, which was closed, had an intangible air of peculiarity.