In Every Life [Jenlisa]

Chapter 65

A ray of morning light shone through the crack in the curtains.

Lisa sleepily opened his eyes and found his arms empty, but there was still a lingering warmth.

He thought it was just an illusion from last night, so he put on his slippers and went downstairs.

The winter morning sun was warm and shining through the dining room window. There was a transparent glass vase on the table with a bunch of blooming peonies, still covered in dewdrops.

He heard a few soft sounds coming from the nearby kitchen.

Lisa hurried over.

The girl's back was facing the sun, exuding a gentle and warm aura.

In the winter, a small flower bloomed in Lisa's heart, swaying gracefully in the icy wind.

He couldn't help but walk up and wrap his arms around the girl's waist.

"Why don't you sleep a little longer?" He leaned his head on the girl's shoulder and whispered.

Jennie smiled, "Don't you have a press conference today? I'll make breakfast for you when I get up."

She awkwardly picked up the spatula and flipped the eggs in the pan, a hint of annoyance in her voice, "Why did you wake up so soon? I haven't finished yet."

Lisa reached out and took the spatula, whispering, "I'll do it. You sit at the table and wait for me."

"I've never done it before, I want to try. You go wait for me over there and give me a chance to show off." The girl smiled sweetly.

This time, Lisa didn't resist.

He handed her the spatula and lowered the heat a little, saying, "Use less oil, or it will splash on you."

"Okay, okay, I got it," Jennie patted him on the back and urged, "Go sit outside and let me work my magic."

This time, he obediently kept his mouth shut, but he kept turning his head back several times on the way out.

Fortunately, although Jennie was pampered, she was not clumsy. In just a few minutes, she had prepared a nutritious breakfast of fried eggs, sausages, milk, and bread.

The girl carried a white porcelain plate and ran over, offering it to him with a charming smile. She asked eagerly, "How is it? Does it smell good?"

He looked up, his black eyes shining in the sunlight, and his voice as gentle as the moon in the night sky. "It smells great, Nini is really amazing."

"Then try it quickly." The girl's eyes were full of anticipation as she blinked and looked at him without blinking.

Lisa's Adam's apple bobbed as he took a bite of the fried egg and exclaimed, "Delicious."

He spoke with such sincerity, despite barely having chewed the food, that Jennie couldn't help but be pleased. Her bright peach blossom eyes curved into crescents, whether it was genuine or not.

"It seems like I have a talent for cooking. I can cook for you often in the future," she said, propping up her chin with her hand and looking expectant.

Lisa's heart tightened, and his blood seemed to be infused with a stimulant, flowing recklessly through his veins. But he still restrained himself and said, "Once is enough. I like cooking, so I'll cook for you."

Under the morning light, Lisa lowered his gaze. The girl's fingers were slender and translucent, with round and cute nails, perhaps due to her piano playing. Such hands shouldn't be used for cooking. The girl's smiling eyes curved even more, shining like scattered crystals.