He still didn't change at all. He provoked her often in the past, but every time she was angry, he could find a way to appease her soon.
"I'm really hungry. The story is so long that I can't finish it in a short time. We still have much time to talk." He held Tracey, took a breath, and sighed gently.
Now he was no longer the young man he used to be, she was not that naive girl either. They already had an intimate relationship.
His sudden tenderness made her a little distracted. "Tell me later." Then she hurriedly pushed him away and went downstairs.
The fragrance of her hair made him feel excited. Her personality that she liked running away didn't change at all. She would do it when she was shy or angry.
"Don't worry, Little Tracey, we have a lifetime to talk about it."
She raised her head and looked at the evil face of him. He was leaning against the stairs handrail. "Why did I save him that year?!" Tracey thought.
There was not any food material in the new home. She was about to drive to buy something, the doorbell rang.
"Miss Xia, the president asked me to buy it. Would you check them a little bit? If there is anything missing, I will go buy it right away."
The general manager stood at the door with several bags scattered around. Each bag was full of different kinds of ingredients.
Tracey was not surprised. Adam had always been clear- minded. Every time, he could make proper arrangements for everything.
He probably had already asked someone to buy ingredients before they come here. Tracey stepped aside and said, "Put them in the kitchen. It should be enough, no need to buy it again."
"It doesn't matter. It's my pleasure to work for you." The general manager finally knew why Adam sold this house like that.
It was because they had already lived together! Now it seemed that Miss Xia was very likely to be their president's wife. How dare they be careless to serve?
They put down the ingredients and left respectfully. They also left their phone numbers for letting them order easily.
Tracey put on an apron and began to classify the messy ingredients. She used to be a rich lady. After three years of hard work, she could already master cooking.
Adam stood at the door of the kitchen. When he saw Tracey was busy, he suddenly felt a hint of warmth in his heart.
Wasn't it that he had been looking for all the time? It was not money or power. It was just warmth, happiness, and joy.
What he wanted was ordinary happiness. Unconsciously, he walked behind her and hugged her, and buried his head in her neck.
"Little Tracey..." Such a simple calling contained his infinite love.
Tracey's heart instantly melted when he heard his voice. "Aren't you hungry? How can I cook for you if you hug me like this?"
She did not notice that her voice was softened, and he acted like a spoiled child, "I just want to hug you. Go ahead, I won't disturb you."
Tracey felt a little helpless, "Are you sure you are not disturbing?"
After knowing that he was that boy on the ship, Tracey was no longer keeping a distance from him as before.
If he did not save her, she would have died in the sea.
"Mr. Xiao, I'm going to clean the vegetables. How can I move in your arms?" Tracey had finished classification for the ingredients, but she was hugged so tightly that she could not move a little bit.
"Call me Brother Adam, or I won't let you go." Adam tightened the arms around her waist and his head gently put on her neck.
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