We Are Meant To Be novel Chapter 188

Christy Zhong felt restless when she saw his discriminational eyes. So she began very cautiously, "Master Feng, let me make you something else. Would you like some milk or juice?"

She just didn't have enough confidence in appearance and movement to talk to him.

James Feng gulped down the bowl of noodles and reached for the bowl of Christy’s. "I want to eat yours. You go and get something else to eat," said he faintly.

Christy could scarcely believe her ears. He liked to eat her homemade dishes. That was so great! "Eat slowly, I am all right," said she cheerfully.

She sat down across from him, watching him. Her eyes were bright and excited.

It was a little bowl. James must be really hungery. Two bowls of noodles were not much.

A few moments later, James finished his meal. He pushed the bowl away and burped lazily, "I have to work now," said he faintly.

Christy was very happy and replied quickly, "Ok, you go to work." She took up the bowls and went outside.

She should deal with the matters outside of work. She thought that doing the dishes was within her duty.

The nanny snatched away the bowls when she got to the kitchen. The nanny simply would not allow her to do anything.

Women did the housework to express the feelings to men. But now she'd better not do the cleaning. That would made nanny lost her job.

So Christy went back upstairs again.

She didn't want to disturb James again. She returned to her bedroom and took out his pajamas. She took a bath and went into James's study after all were ready, "Master Feng, are you finished with the work? Do you want to have a bath?"

It was late and he was not often at home with her.

James stretched himself and said, "It will be OK right now." After all, the work was never done. He ususlly wouldn't work overtime unless the job was very demanding.

People like him no longer obsess about the details, they had their original insights.

"Would you like to take a bath?" asked Christy with a good mood. She wanted to make James happy, and this made her fulfilled.

James shook his head. He wanted to go to bed early. He noticed that Christy had already bathed and he began to have mood swings.

That's weird, he was always attracted by Christy with her female fascination.

Now that he would not take the bath, things were even simpler for Christy. She got his clothes ready and waited for for him to come.

She was embarrassed to ask him again. They were not traditional couple, she just made a treaty with him. They got what they want.

When James opened the door and came in, she was sitting on the sofa, learning something about painting. He looked at her, “You have finished the shower and sit here waiting for me?” said he playfully and ambiguously.

Christy suddenly colored at his remarks. But she couldn’t argue with that. How could he say so? He must had flipped out.

“Master Feng, I can sleep on the sofa tonight,” said Christy calmly. She felt humiliated and thought that he was bullying her.

While James ignored her and went to the shower room. He ordered coldly, “Come over here, quick.”

No matter what he said，she didn’t defiance to neglect. She stopped thinking and answered, “Ok, I am coming.”

She thought to herself, “Why dose he need help at this age. Can’t he take care of himself?”

But on the other hand, she couldn’t find this job if he wasn’t such people. She was in desperate need of this job, so she thought that he had better continue this.

What is rational is actual and what is actual is rational.

“Ignite the incense,” said James when he was taking the shower.

It was unthinkable that the man liked incense. So strange.

“Ok, do you want rosemary?” asked Christy considerately.

James said yes and she started to prepare.

Some people competent always had their own eccentricities.

“Bring me the bath towel and bathrobe,” said James. Christy just made the incense ready.

Christy put aside what she was doing and said, “Coming.”

They two now were able to get along together. She was not shy anymore.

She went to the bathroom carrying the towel and bathrobe. “Would you like me to help you?” ask she gently. She now stepped into the role gradually. She was his private secretary and concerted wife. She would do anything she could to please him.

James approached Christy, and she towelled him dry. When she dressed him, he suddenly scooped her up in his arms and went straight to the bedroom.

The atmosphere became hotter and better, and they two didn’t want to think much about it. They were validly married, why not try once more.