Bab 86: Chapter 86: Turns out she was overthinking

Chapter 86

In Chloe Collins' impression, the kitchen was basically unrelated to this man, so the current scene made her somewhat surprised.

She walked over, glanced at the boiling pot, and reminded, "The noodles are not cooked yet."

"They're cooked." Alexander Foster lowered his head to stir the noodles, ready to fish them out.

Chloe instinctively reached out and pressed the back of his hand, "Almost, wait for another two minutes."

The man's eyes fell on her delicate and tender fingers, and his throat rolled a little.

He could feel the slight coolness of her fingertips, mixed with the damp steam, seeping into his skin.

Three seconds later, he restrained the undercurrent in his eyes, shifted his gaze away, and slowly stirred the noodles.

Chloe had already removed her hand, her eyes now focused on his chopped ingredients, seemingly regretful.

"What are you looking at?" He asked lightly.

"No carrots." She raised her eyebrows, her regret very evident.