Chapter 85 - Extra

Ashley had nothing to do during her summer vacation and spent very leisurely time.

Sometimes she was asked out by my friends, and most of the rest of the time was spent at home drawing.

She would meet Jacob occasionally.

Unlike her, Jacob was busy with her work. He worked overtime until 11: 00 or 12: 00 every day, and his rest time was squeezed out like squeezing toothpaste.

Except for the occasional single day off, there was little time every day.

Normally, Ashley can only take advantage of the mealtime to go to him.

But compared with her when she was in SL when they were in a different place, they were much better.

Knowing that starting a business was tiring and Jacob was spending as much time with her as possible, Ashley did not feel angry but thought that this day was too boring.

It was like this for a week.

Ashley began to find something for herself to do on the original thing.

Ashley inexplicably became interested in cooking because of a video she had seen on the Internet.

There were so many ingredients at home that she didn't have to go out to buy them. She was in high spirits and got up and ran to the kitchen.

Facing the video, Ashley followed the above steps and carefully completed them step by step.

She felt that every step of her operation was particularly perfect, except when it was time to put it into the pot and get ready to turn it over.

Ashley had a great principle in doing things, and it didn't matter to do things even if they were humiliated, as long as they didn't hurt anyone.

On weekdays, she was the only one at home.

So no one knew what Ashley was doing.

She stood still and thought for a moment, washed her hands, and went back to her room.

Ashley turned over a long coat up to her ankles, put it on her body, and wrapped it around her neck in a scarf.

After thinking about it, Ashley put on gloves, a mask, and a pair of infinite glasses. She took out the blindfold from the drawer and covered her forehead before she left the room.

As soon as she got to the location of the kitchen, there was a noise on the porch.

Ashley's heart beat heavily, and as soon as she looked up, she met Liam’s eyes, who looked at her as if she were mentally retarded.

She was a little embarrassed and stood stiff, "Brother, why are you back?"

"Get something." Liam glanced up and down at her, saying, "Are you going to go out in this way?"

Ashley said honestly, "I'm going to fry an egg."

Being silent for a few seconds, Liam suddenly took out his cell phone and took a picture of her.

Ashley was stupefied, "What are you doing?"

Liam said naturally, "Post it."

Ashley stared wide-eyed and went over to grab his cell phone, "Are you that bored?"

Liam raised her hand and held her head back, her fingers moving quickly on the screen.

The other hand pressed Ashley's head and pushed her away.

When the transmission was successful, Liam put out the screen, "All right, you can fry your eggs."

...

Ashley stared straight at him, resisting the impulse to go up and kill him. Restraining her temper, she took out her cell phone from her pocket and looked at Ins.

There was no new content.

She looked up suspiciously, "Have you blocked me?"

When Liam went to the room, hearing this, he took a step and said lazily, "Ouch."

Ashley, "?”

"I sent it to Jacob accidentally.”

Ashley pursed her lips and opened the chat window with Jacob.

He was probably still busy. He didn't look for her.

Ashley didn't care at all.

But she felt unhappy and rummaged through the photo album on her mobile phone for a long time. She found an ugly photo of Liam and sent it to Olive.

Ashley went into the kitchen again.

She opened the fire, and when the oil was hot, she poured in the egg mixture and heard a crackling sound, but the oil did not explode as she thought.

Liam went into the kitchen at this time and took the spatula in her hand. "Get out of the way."

Ashley was not very happy, "I want to do it myself."

"I'm afraid of an explosion in the kitchen.”

Ashley stood by, looked into the pot, and muttered, "You're exaggerating. I think I'm doing fine."

“Do you usually do it yourself?”

Liam said casually," Are you hurting yourself?

Ashley said patiently, "I don't usually make it myself. I order takeout. I just want to make a bento today. If it's delicious, I'll take it to Jacob for lunch.

"Oh."

Liam knew, "You want to change your boyfriend."

This time Ashley could not help saying, "What I cook is not that bad."

Liam just fried the eggs and put them in the bowl next to her.

He looked low, "Jacob is good to you, there is no need to be so cruel."

Ashley didn't bother to talk to him.

Seeing the vegetables and meat she had cut and put aside, Liam stretched out his hand, lifted his chin, and simply fried it for her, "Bring it here."

Ashley moved her lips and wanted to say something, but finally handed him the plate in a compromise.

Taking advantage of this time, Ashley went back to her room and changed her clothes.

Then she went back to the kitchen, took out two lunch boxes, put some rice in, set the plate seriously, and made two bento.

Liam washed his hands and said, "I'm leaving."

Ashley, "Brother, did you drive here?"

“Yeah.”

"Then drop me off at my boyfriend's.

Ashley covered the lunch box and packed it in a bag with a strange expression, "I was going to slowly get him a love bento, but half of it was made by you. What is this?"

"It's a little strange." Ashley murmured, "I made a love bento for my boyfriend with my brother.”

Liam said with a straight face, "Take a taxi by yourself."

Ashley told Jacob that she was coming over.

She had never been to his studio before and only passed through this area when she came to see him.

Walking to the front of the office building, Ashley was glad to see the figure of Jacob.

Jacob came over, helped her carry the bag, and said by the way, "Did you make it yourself?"

Ashley directly ignored Liam's service and nodded, "Mm-hmm."

Jacob said with a laugh, "Did you wear like that?"

Ashley frowned, "Do you want to laugh at me?"

"No."

Jacob held her, "It's very cute. You’d better wear like that when you cook later. As long as you don't get hurt.”

Ashley volunteered, "I will cook for you tomorrow."

Jacob smiled again, "Mm-hmm."

After a while, he asked, "Why do you suddenly want to cook?"

"I have nothing to do.

Ashley said," I feel that cooking is quite interesting.”

The two took the elevator upstairs and went into the studio.

There was not much space, there were more than a dozen people in it, all of them were eating takeout at this time.

Hearing the noise, a bunch of people who were chatting turned their heads and looked this way.

Jacob faintly introduced, "My girlfriend, Ashley."

As soon as these words fell, there came a neat and bright voice, "Hello, Ashley!"

Feeling a little embarrassed, she pretended to greet them calmly, looked back, and was dragged to his desk by Jacob, "You sit here."

Then Jacob pulled the chair next to her and sat on it.

He opened the bento and said with interest, "Do you know how to cook?"

Ashley explained, "I followed the steps on the Internet."

Jacob seemed to be in a good mood, but he still told her, "Pay attention to yourself. If you feel unsure, don't do it. I can eat takeout."

"No." Ashley said, "It was fun."

For the next few days, Ashley tossed about all morning, as usual, getting two lunches out.

Although compared with those made by Liam, the taste was a little poor, but it was also acceptable.

Ashley often came to Jacob's studio and naturally chatted with his colleagues.

She also knew that they all knew that Jacob had a girlfriend, but they have never seen a real person.

This interest lasted less than a week, Ashley began to find cooking particularly boring and uninspiring.

When she got up that day, she stayed in bed for a while and told Jacob in advance that she would not come over today.

Thinking of going tomorrow, she spent the whole day holding the tablet on the bed.

It was the same the next day.

Tomorrow and tomorrow, Ashley never went into the kitchen again.

After Ashley didn't come to deliver meals at noon, Jacob lived with her colleagues to eat takeout every day.

He didn't care much about it, and he was worried that she would get hurt if she stayed in the kitchen.

But somehow.

None of his colleagues thought so.

One noon, Jacob heard them chatting in the tea room.

"In fact, I have always thought that the boss has a girlfriend is bragging, he just randomly made up an excuse.

"Yes, I thought so, too, because I never saw him bring his girlfriend out.”

"Come on, he either makes a phone call or looks at his cell phone in his spare time. He looks like someone with a date."

"You can see that he has a girlfriend!

“The last time I heard him on the phone, can you believe that such a terrible man was acting coquettishly." The man began to imitate his tone very greasy," Kiddo, why are you so mean?

Jacob's eyelids moved.

"Don't you think the boss is a little scary lately?

"A little bit."

"Right? I also think that since his girlfriend didn't come over, I felt that although he was smiling, he had a feeling of hiding a knife in his smile.

"Has the boss been dumped? Otherwise, she won't come all of a sudden."

"I think it's possible. I've heard that my sister-in-law seems to dislike the boss and thinks he's old. I didn't know until I heard it secretly, the boss is a post-80s.

"Fuck me.”

"Fuck me.”

"36 years old?"

"He is in good condition, isn't he? His girlfriend seems to be still in college, and the age gap is big. I think he really likes his girlfriend. In addition to his job, he is looking for his girl, which gives people the impression that he is a little clingy.

"Never mind, don't mention it.”

"Yes, the boss probably doesn't want anyone to know that he is holding up in front of us.”

"All right, we’d better not mention it.

Jacob tugged at the corner of his mouth, didn't go into the tea room, turned his head back to his position, and called Ashley.

Ashley quickly picked it up and said, "Yes?"

Jacobe said loosely, "What are you doing?"

Ashley, "Drawing."

"Are you free tomorrow?"

“Yeah.”

Jacob was silent for a few seconds and seemed to say unintentionally, "Come and send me a meal."