Chapter 87: A Little Sweet

Scarlett was so sleepy that she almost fell asleep, but Mike was talking about the excitement.

"Come on, let's continue to look at the next program. Look here!"

"Mike, would you like to have a night snack?"

Scarlett cleverly changed the topic. If she continued listening, she might even spit out the buns for dinner!

He was like a science monster. Why did he want to destroy her, a liberal arts cutie?

She didn't even ask him to recite poems and proses, why would he use these complex programs to torture her!

Mike, who was active in popularizing science, was interrupted and frowned when he heard this.

"You made it?"

Don't think that any dessert can buy off Mike's arrogant heart!

Scarlett was forced to nod, "I'll do it!"

She admitted defeat in order to be good to her ears and also get rid of this science popularization king earlier.

"I want to eat yellow peach egg tart."

"Alright."

"And Strawberry Daifuku."

The corner of Scarlett's mouth twitched as she gritted her teeth.

"Alright!"

"And also chocolate lava cake."

The insatiable man finally met with Scarlett's protest.

"You eat so many sweets at night, aren't you afraid that your teeth will fall and you become fat? You have only egg tarts."

Unaccustomed to being rejected, Mike frowned and wanted to deduct her salary.

However, when he saw that she was within his grasp and raised her face to protest with him, he felt that her appearance was a little cute. Therefore, he frowned and decided to let her go.

"Do the rest tomorrow."

What a thoughtful feeder he is.

Scarlett muttered secretly.

"Mike, if you continue to eat like this, sooner or later, you will become an allegory."

"What?"

"Mike lost his teeth because of dessert and could only drink porridge with his back to the wall. Guess the allegory that praises you."

After Scarlett finished speaking, she flashed into the kitchen and took out the ingredients from the refrigerator.

Thinking about how successful she had been in teasing Mike, she snorted happily.

Mike sat on the sofa with his beloved notebook on his lap, deep in thought.

What the hell did she just say about eating porridge?

The cat's language was truly incomprehensible to humans, but judging from her wretched and mischievous expression, it was certain that this did not seem to be a good thing.

So Mike typed in the keywords on Baidu.

Drinking porridge behind a wall...

Twenty seconds later, Scarlett, who was humming a tune, felt a sharp chill coming from her.

Mike stood at the side with an angry look, staring at her with sharp eyes that could freeze two elephants to death.

"Are you sure that word just now was a 'compliment' to me?"

If she dared to admit it, he wouldn't mind kissing her to death now!

Scarlett stuck out her tongue. 'It was just a joke, don't be so serious!'

Mike looked at her naughty appearance and didn't know he should be happy or sad. This night's sincere repair of their relationship had worked: he was so sincere that she wasn't afraid that she would even dare to play such a bad joke on him.

He should still be angry, grab the naughty kitten and beat her up.

She compared him to an old lady!

The allegory meant he was an old lady and despicable!

Scarlett watched as he rushed over. She raised the frozen egg tart skin in her hand and made a defensive gesture. 'Don't come over, I'll fight you!'

Mike curled his lips in disdain.

"It's about the size of your chest. Who do you want to guard against?"

Scarlett reflexively lowered her head to look at the egg tart skin, then looked at her chest.

"Nonsense, there's a big difference!" She immediately puffed out her chest in dissatisfaction.

To a woman, the size of her chest was as important as penis size was to a man. How could she allow others to slander her? This was the principle!

He looked at the egg tart skin in her hand and glanced at her chest unintentionally before shaking his head.

At that time, everything was in silence.

"Mike, why are you so shameless?"

Looking at the little wildcat's furious face, Mike's anger instantly subsided, and he finally took revenge.

But very quickly, he discovered a very serious problem.

"You want me to eat frozen egg tart skin?"

"I prepared it beforehand and froze it!"

He always felt that egg tart sold outside wasn't that good.

Only then did Mike get happy. If it wasn't for the food she had personally cooked, he wouldn't be interested in eating it.

He leaned against the doorframe and looked at her cartoon apron.

After placing the egg tart skin, she concentrated on preparing the egg tart liquid. She was busy and focused, which made his heart warm somewhere.

It was adorable to be obedient without standing on end and messing with him.

Scarlett was so uncomfortable at the sight of this sharp Mike that she stopped stirring.

"Why are not going to make strange symbols?"

'You are standing here and staring at other people, are you free?'

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"That's a program, not strange symbols." He corrected seriously.

Scarlett rolled her eyes. Why didn't she discover that Mike was actually such a serious programmer?

No, how could an ordinary programmer have his combat power and lethality? He's an evolved version!

Scarlett chuckled as Mike-faced Donkey Kong sprayed fire everywhere in front of the city.

Yes, Mike is a programmer, a gorilla as tall as a building in the movie!

Mike was dissatisfied that she was immersed in her own world and flicked her forehead with his long finger.

"You're also absent-minded even when you make things. You're stupid all day long!"

Scarlett regained her senses and glared at him in dissatisfaction.

He suddenly stretched out his hand, and she reflexively jumped backward. As a result, Mike did not continue to make a mess with her face.

He just wiped her face.

Scarlett felt that his hand seemed to be carrying an electric current, which was rustling on her face.

Their gazes met, and the air seemed to have condensed.

Suddenly, there was a thunderclap outside the window, causing her hand to shake and the egg tart skin in her hand rolled down to the ground.

"What the hell!"

A thunderous sound came from the ground. It was really scary.

The next second, she instantly felt surrounded by his aura.

He held her in his arms.

In the small space that emitted sweet cream fragrance, the tall man hugged the blushing woman in the cartoon apron. The scene was strange, harmonious and warm.

When Scarlett realized that she was surprised by the sudden thunder and threw herself into his embrace, she immediately broke free.

She would be ridiculed by Mike if she threw herself into his arms!

Mike was very dissatisfied with her behavior. 'Could she not be obedient?'

He had only hugged her for a few seconds, and he was insatiable!

However, when he saw her red face, he suddenly understood something and was in a good mood.

Thus, he gently rubbed the place a few times where he touched it.

"This place is stained with cream."

'Little wildcat, you feel shy.'

Scarlett's face turned even redder from the sudden gentleness of Mike.

Mike knew very well where to draw the line, causing the little cat to lose her mind, so he stood up and left.

Mike was no longer in the kitchen, but Scarlett was standing in the original place.

She blushed as she stirred the ingredients.

In her heart, she didn't know if she should be glad that he had left in time, or if she had lost a good time in a flash...

'What are you thinking about!'

Scarlett patted her face. How could she fall in love with him just because he protected her? And only a moment was beautiful. How could she forgive his previous cruel abuse?

How could she become so dependent on him just because of this small favor?

However, when she was in his embrace, she really felt a very steady feeling.

In her previous life, no man had ever protected her like this. 'Boss's behavior had been very manly...'

In such a short period of time, he simply had no time to think, only relying on his body's instinct to protect her.

Because of this, the things that had hurt her before had naturally faded, and the unintentional embrace really warmed her.

Scarlett would never know that her contradictory and complicated expression, coupled with her red cheeks, fragrant smell, and home attire, made Mike have a sex drive.

When he left the kitchen, Mike thought to himself,

Sooner or later, I will make love with apron-dressed Scarlet in the kitchen once, or maybe many times...

This kind of little wildcat was really charming and super cute.

If it weren't for the fact that the two of them had just broken the ice and their relationship had been repaired with great difficulty, he would have definitely pounced on her now.

At this time, it was best not to occupy her for the time being.

Fortunately, Scarlett did not know that someone had such shameless thoughts. Otherwise, she would have ruthlessly sprinkled a handful of salt on his night snack and refused to wash her hands in revenge!

She had no idea what this person was thinking. He put away the great cooking skills of his chef at home and insisted on staying with her.

She didn't feel that her cooking was so good that she could make Mike abandon the Michelin chef at home and stay here for refreshments.

She put the egg tarts she made in front of him.

"Here, I made six. It should be enough for you to eat."

Scarlett sat on the sofa with the pudding she had cooked for herself and continued to chase after her dramatic series on TV.

The corner of her eyes would secretly look at Mike who ate the snacks.

'Before I met him, I never knew that a man could eat dessert so domineeringly.

I thought that all men who like dessert are very feminine, but Mike is quite handsome.'

Scarlett watched him eat so fast that she was afraid that he would feel sad if he ate too much dessert, so she got up.

She made him a cup of warm fruit tea with her cup, but when she came back, she saw only the empty plates on the table.

Scarlett was in a mess.

"Where's the egg tarts?"

"I ate up." He took a contempt look at her as if she had asked such a stupid question.

Six in one breath... 'Why didn't you choke to death!'

"You are a cat. What you make is also the food of a cat." Mike scolded disdainfully.

Scarlett handed him the fruit tea and was preparing to eat her own supper.

Suddenly, she felt a sharp gaze, shamelessly staring at the pudding she had just cooked for herself.

She watched him vigilantly. 'What do you want to do!'

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