James, dressed casually in an apron, was busy making breakfast in the kitchen.
The morning sunlight warmly shone through the glass window onto him.
Bella kept staring at him. He was handsome with bright eyes, a tall nose, and pretty lips.
James was cold and indifferent when working, while he looked different in the apron. Being with Bella, James was as bright as a star.
Bella was stunned for a moment.
"Good sleep?" Hearing some noise, James looked back at Bella and asked.
"Good, why are you in the kitchen?" Bella asked doubtfully.
"Clara is on leave for something urgent," James said casually.
"I see," Bella nodded and continued, "Do you know how to cook?"
James curled his lips and said, "Just have a taste of it."
It turned out that James was good at cooking.
Bella sat in front of the dining table and had the fried eggs made by James. Then she could not help but praise, "It tastes good."