Chapter 6:

No one stopped her.

This place has different cooking ingredients, vegetables, and refrigerators; in the aquarium, there are many novelties: fresh fish sauce......

Fish, long time no fish soup.

When Lalisa passed by, she grabbed the net of a banana fish, skillfully scraped off the scales of the fish's fins, and used a diagonal knife to cut the fish; the Anderson family's knives were all extremely sharp; she missed the fish with no effort at all. .....

She didn't like spicy food lately, so she picked up some tomatoes and other ingredients. After struggling for a while, the tomato soup inside the pot gave off a fragrant aroma.

"Young master."

The sound suddenly came from outside the door.

Lalisa felt her body tighten and slowly turned around, only to see a man dressed in baggy clothes and thin fur; Louis walked up the giant steps to the kitchen, casually lazy, walking back and forth.

The image of him with short hair from the bed is charming; half of it can't detract from his handsome appearance, even increasing the sexy part.

If he let the girls who secretly love Louis witness this appearance, he would probably not stop crying out.

Of course, Lalisa won't admit his handsome appearance; she feels that his expression always wants to have too many sex times; his two black pupils are so deep in his eyes. It was obvious that it was usually insatiable, but looking at it now, it was insatiably gentle.

Without looking much, Lalisa just glanced at it, then quickly withdrew her gaze and picked up one of the cups to drink.

Louis coldly glanced at it and met when Lalisa was standing in front of the kitchen, her lips parted, drinking water, raising her white neck because she swallowed and undulating in an arc, simply drinking water; the action was unintentionally spread out attractively, allowing his body to begin to tense quickly.

An unusual kind of heat that gradually spreads throughout the body.

It is impossible not to admit that Lalisa's pure and small face, Lalisa, has a fatal attraction to him.

He doesn't like his way of binding, but he also does have sex and wants to have sex on a woman, so he has locked her up until now; he hasn't met her but changed his female friend.

To him, women are all the same.

But very strange, the other has nothing to use.

Sexy and charming Mirenka rides all he is excited about, whereas Lalisa, this woman who is just drinking water, was born with such emotions by him.

"It seems that I am still too benevolent to you; you still have the mind to go to the kitchen here."

Dissatisfied with this woman with intense reactions, Louis coldly opened his mouth and spread his long legs to walk towards her.

He approached her, carrying a man's body smelling of woman's perfume.

Lalisa wrinkled her brows at this continuous encroachment on herself, locked up her man with the most profound hatred, and opened her mouth to joke around: "Mr. Louis, shouldn't you be composing music? Why is this meeting (will) appear in the kitchen so quickly? This pleasure is short."

What is Louis, man? Why can't he hear the sneer in her voice? This is a complete humiliation to a man.

His brows immediately furrowed, and he quickly jumped from the bottom of his heart.

"BA~--"

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Louis placed a palm on the stage, lowered his head, and glared at her angrily; a word and a word almost clenched his teeth and said, "Short? How long is my time? You are not very clear. clear?"

"I'm not very clear."

"What? I'm here to give you a brief review of how." After saying that, Louis reached out and grabbed her chin.

When Lalisa was never a quick-witted person, good at attacking people, but also highly sarcastic, he said this sarcastically, he was angered, but this fire spread to himself.

She was a little scared, didn't say anything, turned her face away, and walked slightly.

Louis didn't let go of her again, grabbed her with one hand, and pulled her in front of him, not noticing that many people in the kitchen immediately put their hands inside her clothes; when Lalisa's face suddenly turned white, it a mess. One side pushed his hand away, and the other said in a low voice: "I was wrong, Mr. Louis."

She was locked up with no personality for several days in a row, admitting that she was wrong and saying nothing.

"Whoever said that admitting mistakes must be forgiven, you are too naive!"

Louis snorted coldly, brought her to her chest with all her strength, and stubbornly aimed her chin to want to kiss her.

"Young master, the food is already on the table."

Behind the maid's voice.

"Wait a moment to collect you!"

Hearing that, Louis pushed Lalisa away, her voice desperate to fall into words turned, and walked towards the long dining table.

He hated the feeling of being hungry; he had to eat something.

Lalisa was walking when she suddenly bumped into the foot of the table; a sharp pain came from her back, but she still breathed a sigh of relief and escaped once.

I can't stay here a second longer.

She tried to finish the fish soup and was about to leave when behind Louis came a slightly angry growl: "I invited you here to make food that even dogs can't eat? Get out, go downstairs to get your pay, and go!"

Right after that, the sound of a plate of dishes being thrown to the ground and shattered rang out, making people tremble like a plow.

Even with looking, the kitchen must be in a good place right now.

Lalisa recalled what McKay had said.

McKay once told her: "Mss Lalisa, although you don't like the young master as he said, in my eyes, you are still much better than Miss Mirenka; there are a few words I can only tell you. ."

Later, McKay said that Louis had a secret: "The young master's background is always better than others; since he was young, he has been surrounded by many people; he is a genius in the marketplace, visionary, decisive. Without him, it would be impossible to solve the problem, But no one is perfect; maybe Master Louis is perfect, so only God can... You had heard of a personality disorder. paranoid way?"

Louis, does this powerful man have this?

The most obvious symptom is that he gets mad quickly, sometimes even using violence, but he can't control himself.

McKay had given her advice — if she wanted to regain her freedom, she couldn't resist angering Louis but obey him.

Does she agree to please him?

For this evil man, how can she please?

Lalisa's thoughts contradicted; the man behind was still looking at the chef, the servant, angry.

Hesitating repeatedly, she struggled to get up after drinking the fish soup, and Louis walked over.

Louis sat on the dining table angrily; the servant squatted on the ground and began to collect the debris; everyone was so scared that they were shaking.

"If you don't like it, would you like to try some of my fish soup?"

Lalisa put aside the bowl of fish soup in front of Louis, trying to hold back her hatred, and gently opened her mouth.

For the sake of freedom, anyway must try.

Louis, who was angry, glanced at her with disdain: "Do you know that I invite all the high-ranking chefs to come? Even their skills are annoying to me, but can you please? "

Ridiculous.

Okay, she can not easily please him.

Lalisa brought the bowl of fish soup in front of him to her, sat down, and started to try; her habit at home was only going to the kitchen to cook; she thought to herself that her food could not be compared to a restaurant.

The scent of fish soup blew slightly towards Louis, the smell was very ordinary, but like there was something extraordinary, it couldn't help but attract others...

Louis glared at Lalisa, only to see that she didn't care about anyone but sat down to drink fish soup, with an exquisite expression on her face, silently drinking the soup, one sip and another.

"Give me!"

Louis defiantly opened his mouth, took her cup, and brought it to his lips to taste.

Yoke.

The taste is alright.

There is no fishy smell, the taste of fresh fish is evenly distributed, not showing off skills like a chef, and delicious beyond expectations.

It had been long since he had tasted such a satisfying soup.

Louis was hungry, took a few sips, picked up the chopsticks to fold the fish meat, turned the cup upside down, and asked the servant to bring out all the fish soup left in the pot...

Lalisa sat there, wide-eyed and gaping, as Louis drank all the fish soup she cooked.

"Next time, don't put herbs; I don't like it!"

Louis pushed the empty cup forward, wiped his mouth with tissue from the servant's hand, glanced at his phone and papers, stood up, and left a sentence and left only a tall figure.

Solve his problem and then solve hers, but the corporation still has a lot of things for him to handle. He wouldn't give up his rule-breaking job because of her.

Lalisa was hungry; her face was blankly looking at the empty table and chopsticks, and her. She expects all the food to fly without wings...... That's a bowl of soup; his stomach is terrible? She's only had half of it, and she feels full already?