My Revenge Life, Fatty to Sexy novel Chapter 357

Jocelyn instantly blushed, "I didn't mean that, you shouldn't understand it wrong."

"Then what do you mean?" He pretended not to understand.

"It doesn't mean that anyway.."

"But I think it means that, so I'll prove it to you."

"......"

Jocelyn was on the verge of tears. She shouldn't have said that, this man was so energetic that he couldn't get enough of doing it several times a day.

She really didn't think she could handle his sexual appetite sometimes.

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After a long time, Noah finally let Jocelyn's body go.

As if she had been pardoned, she stepped into the bathroom with Noah and began to wash up.

"What do you want to eat for breakfast?" While wiping the water droplets on his face with the immaculate washcloth, Noah looked at her with a patient face.

"Is that called breakfast what we're having in a moment?" Why, she thought, that was lunch now.

"What do you want to eat for lunch?" Noah looked at her with a serious face and asked.

"Whatever, not too greasy, just woke up, I can't eat." Jocelyn said.

"Noodle?" Noah's eyes were inquisitive, and his voice was, as always, damn good.

Jocelyn thought for a moment, then nodded, "Okay."

At this moment, she really didn't want to eat anything but noodle.

"Beef noodles?" Noah remained very patient.

"Seafood noodles, I don't want to eat meat." Jocelyn said again.

"Well, then I'll go and cook, you put on your makeup."

Noah then walked out.

Whenever they were at home, the three meals a day were all cooked by Noah.

The washing of dishes after meals, and other household chores, were also all made by him.

All this was contrary to what they had agreed to when he first moved in.

At first, they had a division of labour.

But then, slowly, everything fell into his lap.

She didn't need to do anything, she could just greet him with whatever she wanted.

Often, she didn't even need to tell him what she wanted, he would just give her what she wanted.

And he, too, seemed to be used to it, taking care of everything with ease.

These days, he has spoiled her into princess who does not need do any house chores.

And she, too, had recently become accustomed to it.

She was used to being spoiled and pampered by him every day.

She was used to him taking care of everything.

She was used to being surrounded by tenderness every day.

No matter how able-minded she was outside, in this little world she was always his woman.

Back here, he would give her the warmest harbour.

And he, too, no matter how cruel his methods are and how cold his character is when he is outside.

Whenever he came to her, he would show his tender side.

He could put on a suit and tie and wander the cruel business world with ease, being the fiercest leopard.

He can also take off his suit and put on an apron for her, and wash his hands and make soup.

He gives all his loneliness and cruelty to those on the outside.

But showed her the warmest side of him.

In front of her, he was a gentle, considerate man, without any trace of the coldness of the outsiders.

She was held in the palm of his hand, loved and cared for.

After washing her face, she put on her make-up.

A very light layer of powder was applied to her lips, after which she changed into a smart professional outfit.

A white shirt with a light pink slim high waist skirt, over a light pink slim small suit, the waist of the suit tightened, setting off her extra slim waist.

The hemline of the skirt reached just between the thigh and the knee, giving an unmistakable view of her slim and straight legs.

Putting on a pair of pink high heels and tying her hair into a high ponytail, she came downstairs refreshed.

At the moment, Noah was standing in front of the dining table, setting out the bowls and chopsticks.

Two steaming bowls of seafood noodles, two glassed of steaming orange milk, and a simple small savoury dish.

It was a simple meal, but it was made extra special by the presence of him.

Nothing compares to the bowl of noodles he made.

Her legs were in excellent shape, without any fat on them, and the way she walked was attractive.

When Noah raised his eyes, the first thing he saw was her legs, followed by her slender waist and her fairy-like face.

Thinking of the image he had just seen, he instantly felt a rush of heat surround his blood and rise.

"Wow, it's really nice, smells good." Jocelyn cheerfully walked up to him and said, with an indescribable joy in her eyes.

With the person you like, even the air is sweet.

As soon as the words left her mouth, she was held tightly in his arms from behind, his chin resting against her shoulder, the tip of his nose rubbing against her earlobe, gritting his teeth, "If it weren't for the fact that you're tired, I would definitely not let you go out today."

Smelling the danger, Jocelyn immediately pushed him away and sat down with a red face, "You are shameless, Noah."

Noah said, "But I really want to be Shameless." His thin lips were slightly hooked and he sat down next to her, with an indescribable tenderness under his eyes.

Jocelyn, "I really didn't know that you were such a person."

Noah curled up his lips and stoked her hair with doting, “Well, it is not late too know that.”

At these words, Jocelyn immediately couldn't help but give him a blank stare.

For a moment, Jocelyn actually felt speechless.

He then naturally held her hand and rubbed it against his lips, wanting to say something but then stopping, "Jocelyn."

At these words, Jocelyn slowly lifted her head and looked into his eyes.

In an instant, she felt like she was about to drown in this look.

In this instant, her face involuntarily reddened and her heartbeat increased in speed.

His eyes, as if they carried a compelling function, easily, made her indulge in them, unable to extricate herself.

Jocelyn's eyes were inquisitive, "What do you want to say?"

"Do you love me?" Noah asked, his tone natural.

Jocelyn's face grew redder and redder, "What about you? Do you love me?"

He rarely said the words I love you to her.

However, his actions were all about love everywhere.

There are times when love doesn't need to be said with the mouth.

To a man, you can't depend on what he says, but what he has done for you.