Julien was not thirsty, but he somehow nodded anyway. "Pour me a glass."
Sydney nodded and picked up another glass, which she filled with water and handed to him.
"Thank you." Julien took it.
"You're welcome." Sydney waved her hand and continued drinking her own.
However, Julien just held the glass in his hand and stared at her without moving.
After she was done, Sydney put down the cup. Just as she was about to ask Julien to send her back to her room, she heard someone's stomach grumbling.
She looked toward the direction of the sound unconsciously to see it was Julien’s stomach.
Julien did not expect his stomach to make such a sound at a time like that. For the first time, there was a trace of embarrassment on his usual cold and expressionless face.
When Sydney saw it, she wanted to laugh out loud.
After all, it was rare to see Julien like that.
"I..." Julien swallowed hard and tried to speak.
Sydney looked at him. "Is something wrong?"
"Can you... cook something for me?" Julien asked with his face lowered.
Sydney raised her eyebrow. "Are you... asking me to cook for you?"
"Yes." Julien nodded.
He was starving.
Sydney pursed her lips, and she thought about how ironic it was.
In the past six years, she learned to cook in order to capture his heart. However, he never once tasted or even looked at her cooking.
Yet, he was now asking her to cook for him, which was ridiculous in every way.
Seeing that Sydney did not reply, Julie's eyes darkened, and he felt a sense of disappointment well up in his heart. However, he said with a nonchalant tone, "Pretend I didn't say that."
"No. I'll do it." Sydney looked up at him.
Julien was startled for a second before he looked back at her in surprise. "Are you saying yes?"
Sydney nodded. "I want to thank you for showing me the way. Come on. Let's go to the kitchen."
Julien smiled and agreed.
With that, the two came to the kitchen.
Sydney opened the refrigerator and realized that there
were not many ingredients left.
She gave it some thought and turned her head.
Unexpectedly, Julien was standing behind her with his back bent. He was also looking into the refrigerator.
When Sydney turned around, her lips coincidently landed on Julien's lips.
They were both stunned.
A few seconds later, Julien reacted first. He took a step back and straightened himself. Then, he said in a low and hoarse voice, "I'm sorry."
He did not expect Sydney to turn around so suddenly.
Sydney blushed, covered her lips, and replied awkwardly, "It's not your fault. I should apologize instead."
She was the one who turned around so abruptly.
Neither of them spoke, and the huge kitchen became especially quiet. The only sounds were both of their shallow breathing.
After a while, Julien broke the silence. "Were you saying something?"
It was obvious that he tried to resolve the awkwardness of the incident, which she appreciated. Hence, she nodded and replied, "There are no more ingredients in the refrigerator. Will you be okay with a bowl of noodles?"
"Sure," Julien agreed.
Sydney took out whatever was left in the refrigerator and walked toward the sink.
Julien followed her every step, guiding her with the light from his phone.
Soon enough, a bowl of noodles was ready.
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