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Limited Time Marriage: Nice to Meet You Mr. Foster

Chapter 375 - 374: I Only Teach My Wife How to Sleep
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Chapter 375: Chapter 374: I Only Teach My Wife How to Sleep

South Grant couldn’t help but roll his eyes at him, "Yeah, it’s early. If I stay in bed any longer, I’ll just make it in time to greet the moon."

Langston Caldwell glanced at the time, rubbing his temples, "I just got back from abroad, I’m jet-lagged, jet-lagged, jet-lagged! Enough said, I’ll go cure my jet lag for a bit."

He’s been back for three days, and just yesterday, he was quite lively while eating dumplings, showing no signs of jet lag whatsoever.

At this point, South Grant casually suggested, "I heard there’s a new dumpling shop in Aethelgard that’s really good, wanna try?"

"Where?" Langston perked up immediately.

"Weren’t you going to rest for your jet lag?" South Grant couldn’t help but tease him.

Langston only then realized she was tricking him.

He glared at her in annoyance before turning to head back to his room to continue sleeping.

South Grant had thought Langston was unreliable even before coming here, but she never imagined he’d be this unreliable!

In this world, there are only lazy students, not lazy teachers, right?

Yet Langston is exactly that!

Initially, South Grant worried the training would be too intense and she’d be overwhelmed.

Turns out, her teacher sleeps even more soundly than she does.

South Grant reached out to stop him, "If you’re not going to teach me, I’m going back."

So many things to do, no time to waste with him here.

Langston reached out to stop South Grant, "Who said I wasn’t going to teach you?"

"You’re still sleeping, what are you planning to teach me? Sleeping?" South Grant couldn’t help but jab.

"I can’t teach sleeping, in this world, I only teach my wife to sleep." Langston said with a straight face.

South Grant: "..."

The sleeping Langston mentioned definitely isn’t the ordinary kind.

Everyone is naturally capable of sleeping poorly.

The sleeping Langston’s talking about isn’t just sleeping.

Does Nathan Foster have anyone normal around him?

They have to be this inappropriate?

Finally, amidst South Grant’s muttering, Langston finally got up.

The villa is well-stocked with ingredients, but lacks someone to make the meals.

Now that both were up, they faced the problem of eating.

Since the place is quite remote, going out for a meal would be a waste of time, they’d have to cook for themselves.

However, deciding who would cook became the issue.

"Rock-paper-scissors!"

"Rock-paper-scissors!"

South Grant looked at his rock, while Langston’s scissors lost to his paper, his face turned a bit dark.

"Go on, go on, your teacher is hungry." Langston looked quite pleased.

"I’m missing Nathan!" South Grant had never missed Nathan more than at this moment.

"Missing him is useless, obediently go cook." Langston leaned back on the sofa, crossing his legs as he spoke. "Let me remind you, training starts in the afternoon, you’ll need your strength after eating."

South Grant had never been in a kitchen in this life, nor in the past life.

Nathan didn’t need her to be skilled both in social settings and the kitchen, he just needed her to "dominate the sofa, dance on the big bed," so she never had the chance to showcase any cooking skills.

After entering the kitchen, South Grant took out her phone, looked at the ingredients in the fridge, and searched online for recipes, starting her cooking attempt.

Little did she know, once she started, she was amazed.

South Grant discovered her hidden talent.

She could actually cook!

And it tasted pretty good too!

South Grant prepared a total of four dishes, and with the leftover greens, made a vegetable soup, feeling shocked even herself when she placed it on the dining table.

Langston looked at the dishes on the table in disbelief, not expecting her to pull it off like she did.

South Grant quickly took out her phone to snap a picture, but just as she pressed the shutter, Langston’s hand appeared in the frame.

Originally, South Grant wanted to send the photo to Nathan Foster, but after seeing Langston’s hand, she added a caption that read:

Delicious food and wine, paired with a pig’s hand.

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