At this moment, Vivi looked directly at Tom. She didn't seem to realize how much force she mustered when she squeezed his shoulders.
Her heartbeat was slightly disturbed.
The feeling of worry and being missed by others turned out to be far more beautiful than she could remember.
She didn't hold back her thoughts, smiled and asked, "I didn't bring my cell phone. Why are you like this? Are you afraid I'll run away or that I don't care about you?"
Tom suddenly came back to his senses, released his arms, blinked and mumbled, "Don't talk nonsense, I just slipped!"
"Here, I bought it for you. Try it!"
Vivi handed over the paper bag in her hand with a smile on her cheek. It seemed that all the atmosphere returned to normal now.
At this moment, Tom, who was originally stubborn, looked at the bag in his hand. He suddenly picked it up, opened it, and lifted its contents happily.
"You bought it for me?"
"Well, it should be a brand you wear often, and incidentally… They had a discount today. I thought they were cheap, so I bought two pairs for you."
After that, Vivi looked at Tom's face and waited to see his reaction.
But the young master didn't seem to hear the tone of her words, and instead he took the pouch and walked to his bedroom.
Well, the price is an issue of course... but most importantly, Tom has new clothes to wear!
Vivi looked blankly at Tom's room and couldn't help but laugh as she looked down.
Very stupid!
Tom was already 30 years old, but his mind was still as childish as a boy.
...
While Tom went to try on clothes, Vivi returned to the kitchen to continue cooking.
After being away for more than an hour, of course she was hungry.
Vivi, who had calmed down, caught a glimpse of the vegetable leaf she threw in the trash, and shook her head mockingly.
She went to the fridge again to look for the ingredients. She pulled out two steaks Tom had brought her before and planned to make a good meal.
Meanwhile, after Tom put on new clothes, he went to the kitchen.
In front of him was Vivi, wearing an apron as she looked busy in front of the stove.
He watched intently, and walked unconsciously. Taking advantage of his height, he placed his hand directly on Vivi's shoulder, and glanced into the pot. "What are you cooking tonight?"
Vivi immediately stopped moving, and in an instant her heart became chaotic.
At this moment, Tom didn't know whether it was intentional or not, he really wanted to hug her.
Vivi flipped the steak in a panic, and answered in a loud voice, "The steak you bought earlier."
Tom bent down and looked into the pot, then slapped his tongue. "That's really great, you can even cook steak!"
His leaning posture brought the two of them closer.
Vivi felt her scalp go numb.
She pretended to take the seasoning while distancing herself from Tom, and said, "Cooking steak is not difficult. It's easy."
Tom stood sideways behind her, staring at Vivi while swallowing from time to time.
He had never looked at her closely before, but Vivi was a very attractive type.
The curvature of her oval face was very beautiful, and although her cheeks were a little fatter, she still looked beautiful.
She may not be a supermodel, but she is definitely a charming woman.
Tom forgot to look back, his eyes kept scanning Vivi's body back and forth.
Until he heard the sound of a winceful pain, Tom immediately came back to his senses. Apparently, her hand was accidentally splashed with oil.
Tom subconsciously grabbed Vivi's finger and pulled it forward to look, there was a small red dot on the back of her hand.
He twisted his thick eyebrows, gently rubbed them twice, then raised his head and asked seriously, "Does it hurt?"
Vivi didn't answer, but stared at him for a moment.
Her hand didn't hurt, but the back of her hand felt hotter!
It wasn't as if she had never joined hands with him before. A few days ago, when the man's leg injury had not healed, Vivi always took Tom's hand to help him walk.
But tonight is different!
Their holding hands made Vivi aware of his tenderness!
Did she spend too much money and burn her brain?!
Tom lowered his head and blew the back of her hand. Before Vivi answered, he raised his eyes suspiciously. "What do I need to do? Should I wrap it in a bandage?"
After the words fell, Vivi quickly withdrew her hand.
The tips of her ears and cheeks were red with embarrassment.
Tom narrowed his eyes to see her pretending to be calm. The light in his eyes flickered, and he leaned towards her excitedly.
"Why is your face red?"
Vivi trembled and spun the steak in the pot.
"Don't make trouble, go to the living room and wait!" Vivi said as she pushed him away, then took hold of the spatula and went back to cooking.
Her heart skipped a beat.
Seeing her hasty movement, Tom licked the corners of his mouth and immediately raised his hand to pinch her chin, forcing Vivi to look at him.
"What are you so nervous about? Say it!"
Does she have feelings for him?!
Vivi's heart began to beat fast because of the slightly raised tone of his voice.
The kitchen wasn't very spacious at first, and even narrower now, making it a little difficult to breathe.
Vivi's eyes widened, and she took the spatula and gestured in front of him twice. "What are you talking about? Have you gone blind?!"
Tom bent down, and once again narrowed the distance between the two, then said shamelessly, "Come on, tell me, what made you panic?"
"Stop!"
Vivi angrily yells at him, pushing Tom straight out of the kitchen. "Get out!"
Taking advantage of Vivi's encouragement, Tom grabbed her wrist, and with a bit of strength, he pulled Vivi into his arms.
"Is your guilty conscience asking you to cast me away?"
Vivi feels stupid!
She held the spatula in one hand on Tom's shoulder, while the other hand was pulled by him, and the whole of her fell on his chest, making the atmosphere become ambiguous.
Their two eyes met, and their figures were clearly reflected in each other's eyes.
Vivi stared at him closely and didn't move.
Tom wrapped his arms around her waist, licked the corners of his mouth, then lowered his head and kissed her forehead gently.
Vivi was dumbfounded and completely confused.
After Tom kissed her, Vivi's expression turned sluggish, so he kissed her again.
She didn't know what happened, but she smelled good.
This was not an overbearing perfume, but a faint and calm fragrance, which seemed to cleanse the soul.
Taking advantage of the moment when Vivi didn't respond, Tom's smile grew thicker. Slightly tilting his head, he pressed his handsome face to her lips.
Then…
The spatula in Vivi's hand struck the back of Tom's head impartially.
Tom. "..."
'I just want to kiss her, why is it so hard!' He grumbled inwardly.