When the snow was about to melt, the weather seemed much colder than usual.
She and Philip Shaw went to the supermarket together to buy ingredients for hotpot, then hand in hand, they returned to her place.
Because she refused to go to where he lived, generally speaking, Philip spent more time at her place than returning home.
Aldana Candi went to the kitchen to wash the vegetables and cut the meat. The man came over and asked, "Is there anything I can help with?"
She smiled, "You just sit obediently on the sofa."
He chuckled a few times, embraced her waist from behind, and leaned in to nibble on her ear.
"But I want to have a taste of you first."
Aldana, ticklish, laughed and dodged his lips and teeth. The knife nearly nicked her hand, and she exclaimed, turning her head to sternly warn him, "Stop fooling around, or you won't get any dinner tonight."
Philip lowered his eyes, watched her for a moment, then smiled and obediently walked out of the kitchen.
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