Fall in Love After the Flash Marriage

In others' views, a legend naturally is someone who is cold and cruel.

However, on the contrary, he met almost all the strict requirements of Alex, and was able to ease the tense relationship between his parents and tried to make his mother happy. He knew everyone's preferences in the family, and he would prepare a surprise for everyone's birthday. When he was alive, the whole family was harmonious.

Others always comment that Luke is a genius, but only the Lu knows that the real genius is the man who died young.

Luke has only said something in brief, and Jenny keeps listening without interrupting.

Grandma didn't tell her about these. If Luke didn't say it, she will never know.

"It used to be my brother's house. After he's gone, the Lu sold it and later I bought it back."

Speaking of this, Luke frowns, "everything inside was destroyed. What you see is that I bought it again later."

It is just as the same.

After the members of the special troop died, they could not have tombstones or reveal their identity and family, in order to prevent the revenge from those people that they caught before. So after Kian's death, Alex destroyed everything belonging to him.

When Luke mentions his brother, he looks cold, as if he is talking about a person who has nothing to do with him. But when he mentions that the house was sold and things were destroyed, his eyes shows sadness.

Jenny doesn't say anything. She raises her hand and pats him on the shoulder.

After breakfast, they sits on the porch in the backyard for a while in the sun. Luke asks her what she wants to eat for dinner.

The place is remote, and the cleaners only have brought some simple ingredients, but nothing else.

"Fish, I want fish."

Luke nods and looks at the lake in the distance.

"If you want to eat fish, go fishing yourself."

Originally, Jenny thought that Luke would certainly fish, and she needs to do nothing.

When they are there, she finds that everything is not as she expected.

Luke doesn't mean to fish at all. He sits down under the tree with a book in his arms, enjoying the wind leisurely and looking at the scenery of the lake from time to time.

Jenny holds the fishing rod in her hand, "hey, don't you fish?"

"I don't know how to fish."

So Jenny spends the whole afternoon alone by the lake with a fishing rod.

The eat two sandwiches for lunch which are the rest of the morning.

Jenny is good at water sports. Her dad used to teach her when she was a child. What's more, her uncle Allen liked to go to the sea very much, and often brought her to catch fish and shrimp. Thus, she has developed the relative skill.

In this afternoon, she gets a basket of fish, and she is so happy that she leaves things that troubles her behind.

When it's almost sunset, looking back, she finds Luke is sleeping under the tree with his book covering the face, and the Little Cute is also sleeping at his feet.

She takes the basket and goes to the tree. Looking at the setting sun, she sighs, "it is so beautiful!"

The book on Luke's face moves and slips down on Little Cute's tail, which scares it into jumping into Luke's arms.

Luke is stunned and opens his eyes suddenly. When he sees Little Cute, his face changes. He hesitates for a moment, then strokes its back, lifts it up and puts it on the ground frowning

He catches a glimpse of the fish in the basket and picks up the book.

"Let's go home."

Little Cute squats beside the basket, meowing.

Jenny touches its head and says, "shh. Little Cute, let's go home."

After returning home, it's "chef" Luke's show time.

Jenny is squatting on the corridor of the backyard with a cup of juice and cat in her arms. She leisurely enjoys the evening wind and watches the sunset. The smell of the delicious food coming out from the kitchen makes her feel hungry.

Fuck off news, fuck off slanders, fuck off entertainment industry.

"If you have nothing to do, come and peel the garlic."

Luke's sound from the kitchen breaks the peace of Jenny and the cat in the corridor.

"Fine..." When she replies him, Little Cute struggles out of Jenny's arms and disappears in the grass.

In the kitchen, Luke's figure becomes particularly great.

Jenny remembers that when she was a child, she always saw her father cooking in the kitchen. At that time, she thought that the man who can cook was the most handsome.

Jenny squats on the ground to peel garlic. Looking up, she finds that Luke doesn't wear an apron. She hesitates and asks, "if you don't wear an apron while frying the fish steak, the oil would splash on your body."

"I could not find it."

"It is here?" Jenny points to the apron on the hook at the door of the kitchen.

And the color of it is showy.

Luke's eyes obviously stop on the apron for a few seconds, and then he says,

"Bring it to me."

Jenny is not sure if he would be mad. She puts down the garlic slowly and goes to get the apron.

"Here you are..."

"Help me."

"Ah?"

"Shall I say it again?"

"No, you don't have to..." Jenny's face freezes.

Luke has a spatula in one hand and a pan in the other, and it seems that it is quite difficult for Jenny to help him put on the apron.

"Well, can you lower you head." Jenny holds the apron and raises her head trying to reach his head. She can't reach even standing on tiptoe.

Luke looks at her and bends down.

"Well, raise this hand."

Jenny points to his hand with the spatula.

Finally, they come to the last step. The apron is still loose and she has to tie it.

She stands behind Luke, her hands around his waist to get straps of the apron, and then bents down to tie it carefully.

When she looks down, she can smell the fragrance on him which smells quite comfortable. She blushes for no reason.

The fish soup in the pot is boiling. When he opens the lid, the whole kitchen is full of delicious smell. Luke scoops half a spoon, turns his head and says, "Have a taste."

As soon as Jenny ties his apron, she looks up and sees him eye-to-eye. The blush on her cheek has not faded yet, while she feels her neck is burnt with fire.

"No, I trust you."

"Really?" Luke lowers his head, takes a sip of it himself, and frowns, "I think it tastes good."

"Well down."

"But you haven't tried. How do you know if you share the same opinion with me."

"Ah?"

Jenny suddenly looks up at him. And then in the next second, her lips are covered with a warm feeling. The tip of his tongue sends the delicious taste of the soup to her mouth which lingers between her lips and teeth for a long time.