"You put me down, I can walk on my own," Chloe said.
"Just stay here," Damon replied without stopping his steps.
"So, are you going to cook for me?" Chloe asked.
Damon's pace slowed down a bit, and he glanced at her. "What do you want to eat?"
Chloe thought for a moment, then asked, "What can you cook?"
Damon frowned at her skeptical tone, unable to tolerate it. He closed his lips and placed Chloe on the couch downstairs.
"Wait a minute." he said calmly but firmly, then rolled up his sleeves and walked into the kitchen with his tall figure.
Chloe turned on the TV and watched a show while waiting for the dinner he prepared with love.
She randomly chose a TV drama, where the male protagonist was proposing romantically to the female protagonist on the beach. The female protagonist held a large bouquet of bright red roses, looking at her tall and handsome boyfriend slowly kneeling in front of her. Chloe blinked her eyes, suddenly feeling a different feeling. She felt like she had forgotten something very important. Her brows furrowed tighter and tighter, staring at the bouquet of roses in the female protagonist's hands.
Chloe suddenly breathed a sigh of relief and yelled out loudly. Then she stood up from the couch, walked around, and sat back down on the couch, biting her finger in distress.
When was her room cleaned? Where did her rose essential oil go? Thinking about these things were all before the competition, and she was even more annoyed. What was she thinking? She didn't even notice when the roses in her room were cleared away.
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