Daddy! Come Home for Dinner!

Chapter 146 - 146: 146: Does It Suit Your Taste?

Chapter 146 - 146: 146: Does It Suit Your Taste?

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Immediately, she felt even more embarrassed,

So she lowered her eyes and didn’t dare to look at him.

Seeing her in such a small and timid state,

Adrian thought, how could she be so cute!

She was so adorable that he couldn’t bear to tease her any further.

Otherwise, she might explode at any moment.

Adrian finally showed mercy and let her go, saying, “Actually, I haven’t had breakfast yet.”

“Then I’ll make you breakfast,” Cindy replied, “When are you leaving?”

Adrian calculated the time: “My flight is at 11, I need to be at the airport by 9:30 at the latest, so I’ll leave around 8:30.”

“An hour and a half, that’s enough.” Cindy said and quickly headed to the kitchen.

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She took several deep breaths, then took some milk from the refrigerator and sneakily applied it to her face for a few seconds.

She felt calmer after that.

She put the milk back and took out some frozen dumplings.

She had made some extra dumplings earlier but didn’t cook them, so she froze them instead.

They were prepared for times when she didn’t have enough time to cook.

Today was the perfect morning to use them.

Cindy made porridge and then fried the dumplings in a pan. When the time was right, she poured a thin layer of batter over them and covered the pan to let them steam for a moment.

They were cooked in the style of fried dumplings.

She then took out some pickled cucumbers and her homemade Sichuan pickles from the fridge.

All were sweet, sour, and mildly spicy appetizers.

Cindy finished preparing everything and brought it to the table, but Adrian was nowhere to be found.

She didn’t dare to call out loudly, fearing she would wake Morgan.

The apartment was small, with only two bedrooms.

There was nobody in the dining room or living room.

She could see through the floor-to-ceiling windows that there was nobody on the balcony either.

Cindy went to the restroom and knocked twice, “Adrian, are you in there?”

There was no response.

Cindy thought for a moment and approached Morgan’s bedroom.

Gently pushing the door open, she saw Adrian sitting by Morgan’s bed, watching him quietly.

Not wanting to make a sound, she tiptoed over and quietly nudged his arm.

Adrian looked up at her, and his gentle expression hadn’t even faded yet.

He had been looking at Morgan with such tenderness just a moment before.

Cindy’s heart skipped a beat from his gaze.

Adrian got up, gave her a soft smile and left the room first.

Cindy snapped back to reality and hurriedly followed after him.

They quietly closed the door to Morgan’s room before turning to Adrian and whispered, “Breakfast is ready.”

The two headed to the dining area, where Cindy had made extra food. Since she was already up, they might as well have breakfast together.

She would make more for Morgan once he woke up.

Adrian took a sip of the porridge and picked up a fried dumpling.

The dumplings Cindy had made this time didn’t look like ordinary plump white dumplings but were more like potstickers, long and thin.

“I’m really looking forward to your cooking now, there’s always a surprise,” Adrian said and took a bite.

Because of the added batter, the bottom of the dumplings had become extra crispy.

When he bit down, there was a satisfying crunch, so delicious. “It’s a pork and corn filling,” Adrian said with a smile.

“Does it suit your taste?” Cindy asked.

“As long as it’s made by you, it suits my taste,” Adrian responded with a smile while looking at Cindy.

At a loss for words, Cindy blushed.

Adrian’s comment carried quite the double meaning..