CHAPTER 226: CHAPTER 227: DO YOU WANT TO KISS ME?

「Inside the Mansion.」

"Honey, Mrs. Feng is cooking. And thank you for letting her buy my favorite snacks..." Vera Wave, as cheerful as a sparrow, walked backward in front of Kris Cooper, her hands playfully behind her back. She eagerly reached out to take the gift box from his hand. "Or... shall I help you with this gift box?"

Kris Cooper stopped. "Get to the point."

"Hehe." Vera gave him a sweet smile. "I’ve finished the storyboard for my advertisement. You’re the CEO... would you like to review it?"

Kris Cooper grinned and gestured with his chin. "Go get it."

"Honey, you’re the best!"

She let out a cheer and sprinted into the corridor, then to her room in the backyard. By the time she returned with the storyboard and materials, Mrs. Feng had also come over, wiping her hands.

"Sir, Miss... dinner is ready."

"Okay," Kris Cooper replied. He reached out and took the materials from Vera’s hand. "Go wash your hands for dinner."

When Vera returned to the dining room after washing her hands, she saw the man already sitting at the head of the dinner table, slightly tilting his head and seriously going through the materials she had given him.

Vera tiptoed over and sat beside him, her gaze naturally landing on Kris Cooper. His sleeves were casually rolled up, revealing strong arms. A hint of his collarbone peeked through the lazily undone buttons of his shirt. The gentle light from above glinted off his hair, casting a golden sheen on its short strands. His right index finger tapped lightly on a storyboard page. He considered it thoughtfully for a moment, then the corners of his lips lifted, and he nodded slightly... She found herself unconsciously mesmerized.

"Miss, would you like any coriander?" Mrs. Feng brought in the soup, inquiring softly.

Before Vera could respond, Kris, engrossed in the documents, spoke without looking up. "She doesn’t eat it."

Vera’s eyes widened in surprise. "How did you know?"

Kris’s fingers, in the act of turning a page, paused slightly before he flipped to the next one. "Because I don’t want your mouth to taste like coriander."

"What’s it to you what my mouth tastes like?"

Kris lifted his face, his eyes landing on her lips. "What do you think?"

Vera’s face flushed. With his counter-question, she instantly understood.

This guy! He was actually flirting with her right in front of the servant. How shameless!

"I... I... I’ll taste this soup!" Not daring to see Mrs. Feng’s expression, she grabbed her spoon and bent over to ladle some soup into her bowl.

After Mrs. Feng had served soup to both of them and left the dining room, Vera blew on a spoonful of soup to cool it. She took a sip, then lifted her face from her bowl and shot Kris a glare. "Rascal."

Kris raised a hand and pointed to his own nose, an innocent look on his face. "Me?"

"Of course, it’s you! You said you didn’t want my mouth to taste like coriander. That just means you want to kiss me, doesn’t it?"

Kris didn’t say anything. He simply lowered the hand that had been pointing to his nose and crooked a finger at her.

Confused, Vera leaned towards him. "What for?"

Before she could finish speaking, his lips were on hers. Vera’s eyes widened. She frantically pushed him away and sat back down properly. Grabbing a napkin, she wiped her mouth. She then fumed, "What are you doing? Mrs. Feng could have seen."

"Well, since you put it that way, I naturally had to oblige." The man licked his lips. "Hmm... tastes good!"

Her face turned red.

He added another comment. "I’m talking about the soup!"

"Kris Cooper!" Vera blew up. "Do you ever stop?"

The man closed the materials he had finished reading, his lips curling into a smile.

It was a scene just as lovely as always.