Chapter 442 For the Sake of Her Waist, Let Her Stomach Bear a Little More Burden
Lela shivered, her fingertips threading through Sylvester's hair. She tilted her head back, gazing at the crystal chandelier on the ceiling. Her face gradually flushed, and her vision became hazy...
However, Lela's stomach growled. The untimely sound shattered the hazy atmosphere, and Sylvester almost went crazy. Finally... He was about to be intimate with her. Twice, it had already happened twice!
Sylvester let go, his dark eyes staring at Lela. He gritted his teeth and said fiercely, "Baby, are you doing this on purpose to mess with me?"
Lela stuck out her tongue, leaned in to kiss Sylvester's firm chin, and said softly, "Sylvester, I shouldn't have said you were annoying. I apologize. But don't blame me either. Can we just call it even?"
Sylvester looked down, staring at Lela, raising an eyebrow. "You really don't mind me?"
Lela tilted her head up, looking at Sylvester, and nodded. "I would never mind you."
Only then did Sylvester breathe a sigh of relief, curling his lips into a smile. He reached out to ruffle Lela's hair. "If you say something like that again, I won't let you off."
Lela then touched her stomach, pouting. "Sylvester, but I'm hungry."
Sylvester leaned back on the couch, his hands resting casually. He didn't immediately go to cook but instead stared at Lela. His eyes held a hint of danger, both charming and captivating. "Baby, but I'm hungry too."
After saying that, Sylvester waited for Lela's next move.
Seeing that Sylvester didn't move, Lela naturally understood what he meant. She tilted her head, a shrewd glint flashing in her eyes.
The next second, she leaned over, her small, soft lips close to Sylvester's ear, with a hint of innocent allure. "I need to eat first so you can enjoy me better. Otherwise, if I have no energy, I won't be as tasty."
A flash of desire crossed Sylvester's eyes. He raised an eyebrow, turned his head, and bit Lela's earlobe. His voice was cold, yet with an air of casual determination. "Baby, you better eat a lot tonight."
Thinking of Sylvester's past behavior, Lela couldn't help but shiver, her legs almost giving out.
Lela clutched Sylvester's collar, feeling a bit at a loss in front of him.
Lela said, "I... I'm going to eat a lot tonight. I'm super hungry."
Sylvester grabbed Lela by the armpits, lifting her off him. He stood up from the couch, straightening his collar. Hearing this, he glanced sideways, looking down at Lela with a doting understanding in his eyes. "As you wish, my little princess. Tonight, I'll make sure you're full."
With that, Sylvester walked towards the kitchen with his long legs.
Lela bit her lip and followed him.
Five minutes later, Lela, wearing a pink chiffon dress, stood at the kitchen door, directing Sylvester, "I want meat, steak, and ribs."
"Alright." Sylvester, with his back to Lela, elegantly handled the ingredients.
Lela said, "I also want the fish you made last time, preferably two."
Sylvester turned around, looking at Lela.
Lela unconsciously took a step back, then thought, 'why should I be afraid?'
She lifted her proud chin and glared at Sylvester, "When have I ever not finished my food? Just make it, I eat a lot."
Lela thought, 'For the sake of my waist, I should eat more. Although I know I can't escape, reducing one time is still a win."
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