You Are The Apple of My Eyes

Chapter 178 John's Preference

Nina shook Helen's arm and began to act like a spoiled child.

She couldn't refuse Mickey's coquetry before.

"Helen, just tell me!"

It was the first time that Helen had seen madam acting like a spoiled child. Although she was a little awkward and stiff, it was better than her usual indifferent appearance.

Mr. John really got a treasure.

"Let's talk about Mr. John's likes. He likes quiet, so I'm the only servant in the large North Yard. Later on, madam came, so he hired more servants. Mr. John liked light food. As long as he ate the nutrition that the human body needed every day, he wouldn't eat too much. Mr. John slept at half past eleven every night and got up at half past six in the morning. But since madam came, it's hard to predict Mr. John's schedule. "

Helen said seriously, which made Nina blush.

It was her fault.

"Mr. John is a proud and narcissistic man. He doesn't like anything bad or connotative. To be honest, Mr. John has a high taste. He always thinks that ordinary people don't deserve him, so he doesn't have girlfriend."

"Madam is so beautiful and talented. No wonder Mr. John likes you." Helen said jokingly. Please check at N/ôvel(D)rama.Org.

But she immediately realized that it was not right to say so. She quickly said, "Madam, I didn't say that Mr. John just likes you because you are good-looking. I didn't mean that. Oh, I'm just a vulgar man. How can I say that? "

"It doesn't matter." Nina didn't care. Instead, she smiled.

Because at the beginning, she was also greedy for his face and body.

Love was always accompanied by real things.

"Thank you, Helen. I see." Nina had already known something, and she would gradually understand the rest.

John liked quiet, light diet, regular lifestyle, self-esteem, narcissism, and the woman who was beautiful and talented.

She seemed to be the woman.

Her face inherited the excellent genes of her parents, and she was taught by all kinds of masters since childhood, so her talent should not be bad.

"I need to learn how to make up." After putting the makeup on the agenda, Nina went upstairs and put all the cosmetics she had bought online on the dresser.

The makeup skills were played on the computer, and Nina began to dress up carefully.

After John came back, he went upstairs. Before he opened the door, he heard a sound from inside. Through the crack of the door, he saw the little girl pouring bottles and jars into her hand and smearing them on her face. She looked very serious.

The window was open, and the sunshine came in from outside, and her short shadow was reflected on the ground.

The brilliance of the sun was still not as dazzling as her serious look.

Instead of disturbing her, John entered the study to work.

At six o'clock in the evening.

Helen came out of the kitchen with a porcelain bowl filled with fresh monkfish soup. She put the dishes in order, knocked on the door of the study, and then went upstairs to knock on the door of the master bedroom.

John raised his hand and pinched the bridge of his nose. He closed his sore eyes slightly and went out about five minutes later.

As soon as he arrived at the hall, he saw a graceful figure sitting in front of the table. She wore a black slip dress, which was long to her ankle. She raised her legs, and the outer side of her white thighs was exposed, partly hidden and partly visible.

John frowned. He didn't remember that the little girl had such a slip dress with a side slit.

It was his biggest concession to let her buy a dress instead of a high split dress.

He took a glance at the split dress and realized that it was her own cut.

This little girl was really disobedient.

Hearing the footsteps, Nina carefully recalled the teaching in the video. With a smile at the corners of her mouth, she casually turned her head to look at John. Her body slightly leaned against the table, with one hand slightly supporting her face, she smiled like a flower.

"Helen cooked the monkfish today. It's very delicious. You must eat more." Nina opened her red lips slightly. Her voice was a little different from usual. It was like a romantic song. She said a simple sentence in a different style.

Her slightly curly hair was tied casually, and a few strands of hair were hanging beside her ears. When the breeze blew, they would pass through the tip of her nose and the corners of her mouth.

The swan neck was white, and the black mole on her clavicle made every inch of her skin look snow-white.

John paused and swallowed.

He had always been calm and didn't show any expression on his face. Instead of sitting next to Nina, he sat opposite her.

"Why don't you sit here?" Nina looked at the seat beside her. Didn't he always sit next to her?

John said calmly, "I don't like the smell of makeup."

Nina immediately sniffed and said, "There is no smell. I don't use perfume, nor do I wear any makeup or rouge. Where did you get the smell of makeup? "

Her skin was very good, so she simply drawn the eyebrow and picked up a lipstick in tomato color which added a lot of tenderness.

However, it was so simple that it amazed John.

When he met her in the first time, he was willing to be close to his little girl, and later he liked her.

He liked her so much that he could restrain his instinct.

He hoped that it was deep love, not natural instinct.

"Don't you like fish? Eat more. " John picked up a piece of fish and put it in the bowl in front of her, indicating her to eat quickly.

Looking at the fish, Nina had mixed feelings.

Didn't he like beautiful things?

Was her makeup not good?

Or was it because she didn't look good in this dress?

With her dark eyes rolling, Nina touched her face and then looked down at her dress.

She didn't find anything wrong.

Glancing at her movements from the corner of his eyes, John wanted to laugh, but he endured not to laugh and sat next to her.

"No problem. Have some soup first." John filled her a bowl of fish soup and put it directly to her lips.

Nina wanted to say something, but when she looked at his calm eyes, she pouted and put the bowl into her mouth spoon by spoon.

During the dinner time, she was wondering which part of the dinner was wrong with her that John didn't show any affection for her.

This question had troubled Nina for a long time. She was still thinking about it after taking a shower and lying on the bed.

If she couldn't think with her eyes open, she would think with her eyes closed.

The logic was still in a mess.

She didn't know when John had finished his shower and lied down on the bed. It was not until John held her in his arms and asked, "What are you thinking about? Why are you so absorbed? "

The man's low voice was a little hoarse, and Nina suddenly came back to her senses. She turned around and looked at the man beside her, and her palm still touched the cold chest.

"You took a cold shower again?"

"Yes." John grabbed her hand on his chest and kissed it gently. "Go to sleep."

Every night, John would torture her before going to bed, but today, he actually closed his eyes and fell asleep.

There must be something wrong!

Nina's brain spun rapidly, and an idea occurred to her. She arched her head into his arms, and kissed him with her eyes closed.

All of a sudden, John's body tensed. He opened his slightly closed eyes, with his Adam's apple rolling.

Suddenly, he smiled.

The little girl asked for it.

The man turned over, and Nina chuckled. She closed her eyes and put her arms around his neck.

The temperature in the room suddenly rose, and there was a blazing tenderness.

Buzz! Buzz! Buzz

Nina's phone suddenly vibrated, and it showed that it was eleven thirty.

"Wait!" Nina pushed the man away, took the phone with difficulty and showed him the time. She said, "John, it's half past eleven. You should go to sleep."

Nina raised her hand and pushed the man to the side to lie down. She pulled the quilt and covered him. "Hurry up, sleep!"

John, "..."

He was stunned and stiff.