When he held the steering wheel with his bony hands, Liam's face turned red.
His hands and were as beautiful as his body and his face.
Especially when he pulled the handbrake with one hand, the muscles under his clothes were clear.
Liam couldn't help but think that this man must be very domineering and wild in bed?
In particular, he had a face that was abstinent and his clothes were buttoned tightly...
Did he know how charming he was?
Liam lowered his head and held his burning cheek with one hand.
"Where are you going for dinner, Mr. Liam?" He didn't react until Jacob has asked for two times.
"Well, there is a very good French restaurant. I'm sorry. I prefer delicate food..." His face was still red. "But I don't remember which road it is on. It seems that you should turn left..."
He felt embarrassed.
"I've already booked a table," he said. He was born to have no sense of direction. Even when he was in the street of A City, he couldn't figure out directions. "I'll make a call to ask."
"No, you don't have to." After asking the name of the restaurant, Jacob drove straight to the destination without hesitation.
The island of A City was very small. In less than three minutes, the French restaurant had appeared in front of the two people.
"You are awesome!" Liam couldn't help but exclaim.
He liked such a man with a sense of direction!
"You've just been here for a short time. What else can't you do?" There was a trace of admir
t Cherry and Liam know about this hypocrite!
It was almost dusk.
Cherry was carefully cooking the dish recommended by the shop manager tonight.
The soup was sprinkled on the fresh vegetable cores, and a faint bitter but appetizing smell pervaded.
She was so concentrated that she didn't notice that someone opened the kitchen door and stood behind her.
Or maybe she didn't want to notice.
The man didn't interrupt her. He just stood quietly behind her, waiting for her to put the food into the plate.
"Put them in the steamer tray. There are ten dishes in total. Take them out when the guests arrive. " After that, she washed her hands and asked indifferently, "Why are you here?"
Jacob took out a tissue and she was about to take it, but Jacob held her hand and wiped it carefully.
She frowned and the waiters beside her blushed.
She resisted the impulse to withdraw her hand.
However, he didn't let go of her hand after he wiped it. Instead, he held her hand tightly in his palm.
"I'll wait for you to get off work." He said firmly.
"Come to my office. I have something to tell you."
Closing the door, she tried to withdraw her hand, but her whole body was pulled into his arms.
His voice was low, close to her earlobes, and his chest was slightly resonating, which was indescribably charming and sexy. "Why didn't you call me back last night?"
She pursed her lips, but there was no smile on her face. "I need time to think about it."