Young Master San, you have changed

The night passed.

Daisy was woken up by the sound of birds chirping outside the window. She slept extremely comfortably that night. She rubbed her eyes and sat up. She just stretched, but was stunned for a moment.

Why are you lying on the bed?

Daisy was surprised for a while. She clearly remembered that she had made a bed on the floor, but now she was sleeping on the bed, covered with a bright red quilt with the word "hi" printed on it. The warm cotton quilt had the smell of the sun.

She turned her head and saw signs of sleeping on the pillow next to her, and she suddenly blushed.

Could it be that Steven came back last night? Still sleeping with her?

Just as he was thinking about it, the door was pushed open and Steven strode in.

The man had just come back from a run. His body was steaming. Sweat was dripping from the broken hair on his forehead. His sweat-soaked black T-shirt was stuck to his body. The muscles under the fabric were vaguely bulging. They seemed to be hard to the touch, and his strong figure was looming.

As soon as he entered the room, he took off his T-shirt as if no one else was around and wiped his body with a towel.

The man has strong muscles, an extremely perfect eight-pack abs, and a streamlined figure that is more perfect than a sculpture. The cold mint breath evaporating with the body temperature, mixed with a hint of the refreshing sweat of a young body, rushes towards him.

Daisy was going to ask him, but when she raised her head, she was stunned and her mind went blank.

For the first time in her life, she had such close contact with a man's body.

The small room was only about ten square feet, and Steven took off his clothes in front of her. Was he treating her like a transparent person?

Seeing that the man was about to take off his sweatpants again, Daisy couldn't sit still anymore. She blushed and said, "I'm going to cook" and ran out of the room as if running away.

Steven looked up, his expression cold.

It was just a change of clothes, but this woman's reaction was so big. Didn't she have a boyfriend before?

Even childhood sweethearts.Don't tell him, she has never been intimate with Joseph.

After a while, Daisy returned to the house, holding two plates of fried poached eggs in her hands, the blush on her face not fading.

Steven has changed into a black suit, with his shirt buttoned to the top button and his black tie straight. He looks quite handsome. After putting on the suit, his temperament immediately became noble, which was different from the sweaty and hormonal man just now. They look completely different from each other.

Daisy put a plate of fried eggs in front of him and whispered, "I made breakfast, you can try it."Steven glanced and frowned quietly.

He clearly remembered that she felt guilty after being caught last night, so she took the initiative to court him and boasted that she was good at cooking.

Is this called good cooking?

I don't know what the dark mass on the plate is!

Seeing Steven's cold, handsome face and silent expression, Daisy became a little nervous. She glanced at the shapeless omelette on the plate and added in a low voice, "Don't look at it like this, but it actually tastes pretty good" "OK."

As soon as she finished speaking, she saw Steven stand up, turn around and walk out of the door with a cold expression.

Daisy lowered her head in frustration.From last night to now, she kept showing her kindness to him, trying her best to make up for her mistakes, but everything she did was like kicking an iron plate in front of him, and it was of no use at all.

Steven disliked her and refused to eat the food she cooked.

Forget it if you don't want to eat it!

Daisy was also angry. She spent the whole night trying to please him yesterday, but he didn't appreciate it at all.

Don't appreciate it!

She simply brought Steven's plate over and planned to eat it herself.

At this time, the door opened, and a burst of burning aroma wafted in.

Steven walked in with a plate of fried eggs and put the plate in front of her silently.

Daisy's eyes widened.

The omelette on the white porcelain plate is like a little sun, charred on the outside and tender on the inside, still soft to the heart. It is dotted with small tomatoes cut in half. It is full of color, flavor and aroma!

This is looks too delicious!

She couldn't help but swallow as she looked at Steven with bright eyes.

"You did it?"

Steven said an emotionless 'hmm', and then brought the two dark plates of fried eggs in front of her to him.

Daisy came to her senses. He was a bodyguard, how could he not know how to cook?

The omelette she made was as good as the one Steven served.

Seeing Steven lowering his head to eat his 'black charcoal' omelette, Daisy was almost embarrassed and asked quickly, "How does it taste?" "good."

Daisy breathed a sigh of relief. She was still worried that it would not taste good. She had never eaten any of the meals she had cooked before, and the housekeeper had snatched them away for the servants to eat. Everyone praised her cooking skills and asked her not to cook them in the future.

After thinking about it, she asked cautiously, "I didn't move around last night, did I?"

Steven didn't even raise his head, "You kicked the quilt, I picked up the quilt six times in one night."

Daisy's ears suddenly turned red with embarrassment. She had slept with different parents since she was a child.

"Then, what happened next?"

"Then I hugged you to sleep, and I hugged you all night"

Steven's tone was calm and he paused, "Your waist is very thin and easy to hold." "Crack"

Daisy dropped the chopsticks in her hand directly on the table, her cheeks burning.

If it weren't for Steven's cold expression, she almost thought he was flirting with her.

After Steven finished eating, he neatly put away the plates and took them outside to wash.

Daisy also wanted to wash it, but Steven glanced at her hand and said, "Sit down," and she immediately didn't dare to move.To be honest, she was not familiar with Steven, so she was really a little afraid of him. When Steven beat Joseph yesterday, his indifferent eyes suddenly turned bloodthirsty and scary. That bloody scene still makes Daisy a little scared when she thinks about it.

Not far outside the window.

Uncle Peter and a few bodyguards were hiding in the bushes and peeking.

Uncle Peter's face turned green when he saw Steven eating a ball of "black coal" and taking the initiative to wash the dishes.

When the Third Young Master was in Youth City, he only had access to five-star hotels. The five chefs in the Martinez Family, both Chinese and foreign, were all Michelin-starred chefs. But now the Third Young Master not only lives in this shabby house, but also cooks by himself. And he actually eats 'black charcoal'!

Is that food for human consumption? It's unpalatable just to look at it, but the Third Young Master doesn't even frown! Uncle Peter was in tears.

The third young master is the heir to the distinguished Martinez Family. He spends all his food and clothing on the best. Even the water he drinks is mineral water flown from the Alps. He never wears soiled clothes a second time. But after all, he What kind of woman did he marry, and why did he change like this as soon as he got married?