148. Having Fun With The Flour

With an apron on her body, a short white T-shirt, and white knee-length pants, Calista became a chef participating in a cooking competition that she often broadcast on television.

Her innocent face looks serious in processing food without make-up but still fresh to the eye. She started kneading the dough, putting the ingredients into the mixing machine and so on.

Darren couldn't just watch. He took off his black coat and pinned it to the back of the chair. A long-sleeved white shirt was rolled up to the elbows, revealing firm and masculine arm muscles.

"What are you doing?" Darren approached his wife from behind, hugged her slender body, and rested his chin on Calista's shoulder, which was very comfortable. All the maids in the kitchen left without being asked.

"You, let go of your hands and don't lean on me. You're not ashamed that many are watching." For a moment, Calista's body did get a sudden romantic treatment.