Chapter 1289

Chapter 1289

She tasted it, it was appetizing and delicious, just like the porridge he

prepared so carefully yesterday. It looks simple, but in fact it takes time

and ingredients.

Originally, in the past two days, she had little appetite, but eating his

cooking, feeling much better appetite.

Just...

She suddenly said, "Let's eat out for lunch today.”

Luther froze and subconsciously asked, "What's wrong? My cooking is

not good?"

Anderson immediately took over a sentence, "Daddy's cooking can be

delicious, compared to mommy's, no less than ."

Joyce shook her head, "No. It's delicious. It's just that I went to visit the

kindergarten in the morning, and I'm sure I'll be late, and then I'll be

back..."

She suddenly didn't say anything because she didn't know what to say.

Anderson, a man of the people, took one look at Mommy, then at the

kitchen, then at Luther, and then it was like he suddenly understood

something.

He sat a little closer to Luther.

The slithering eyes turned, "Daddy, Mommy actually is heartbroken for

you ."

Luther looked at Anderson suspiciously.

"Daddy, mommy is thinking that it's too hard for you to cook, she feels

sorry for you. That's why she proposed to go out to eat at noon ."

Anderson hit the nail on the head.

Joyce instantly stiffened.

In fact, she did have this thought, and to her surprise, Andres, who is

less than four years old, was able to detect her thoughts. She was

thinking that Luther cut his hand yesterday and got up early this

morning to make breakfast. The main thing is that he is not just coping

with cooking, spending too much thought and putting effort into every

single dish.

Although she did not say it, but some inexplicable heartache.

Luther turned his eyes to look at Joyce, "Really?"

She was poked by Anderson, she was a little embarrassed on the spot,

"Ahem, not at all, I just suddenly wanted to eat hot pot at noon."

She cleared her throat and unnaturally averted her eyes.

Her non-normal expression is tantamount to not hitting herself.

Anderson "hey" laugh, "Mommy do not lie , you are not interested in

eating, never suddenly think of what to eat ? You can't use this excuse,

no one will believe it."

Joyce glared at Anderson, brat, constantly betraying her and tearing

her down.

Who exactly gave birth to him, did he forget?

Anderson spat out his tongue and made a face towards Joyce.

He slid off the top of the seat, "I'm full, Dad, you make a good

breakfast.”

After saying that, he ran to the living room in a huff.

Luther suddenly shook Joyce's hand, "Really? Is Andres right?"

He was inwardly delighted, but did not dare to show it excessively.

The knowledge that she had always cared for him was extraordinarily

comforting to him.

Joyce gave him a cold cross look, "Don't believe it, it's not. I just

suddenly want to eat hot pot. What, no? Are you done eating? I'll go

clean up after I'm done, it's time to go out.”

She drew back her hand, embarrassed and almost unable to stay.

Luther smiled, and his good-looking eyebrows took on a perfect arc.

She is so cute with her tough mouth.

It kept him warm to the core of his heart.

Knowing that she was thin-skinned, he stopped teasing her, "Okay, let's

get ready to go."

Anyway, there is a long future ahead.