Chapter 227 Birthday Gift (2) (1/2)

A gust of wind blew over, and the fragrance of the dish permeated in the air. Consuela couldn't help but swallow as she smelt the fragrance of the dish.

Before she came here, she had eaten a few pieces of bread that Emily had made for her. But now she felt a little hungry only by the smell of the food.

Out of expectation, her stomach was always like a bottomless pit.

Richie raised his thin lips and skillfully added spices to the food. He was cooking, and did the most amiable thing, but that superior momentum still hadn't dissipated, which made her feel pleasant to watch.

This man looked as if he had escaped from a famous painting.

Of course, if he didn't say anything, the beautiful appearance could be assured. ”If not a full table, you won't have a little concern, right?”

”New memory, new you.” Said Consuela, blinking mischievously.

In fact, the noodles cooked by Richie were not delicious at all. They seemed to be made with some original ecological eggs and vegetables, and hand-made noodles were difficult to give out a certain smell.

In her eyes, the man who had the best cooking skills was Baron who was graceful in the living room and skillful in the kitchen, smiling and proud.

If she had to comment on Baron only once, he would be a prince of the middle ages, handsome and unrestrained, with noble temperament.

And it seemed that he had fallen in love with Debbie like a fairy tale.

”Did you think of another man when I cooked for you? You're a clever woman, aren't you? ”

A sullen voice interrupted her thoughts. She jerked her head back and saw the man's chest.