With Juliet's company, JJ again fell asleep with peace of mind.
It's just that his hand never loosened Juliet's clothes so that she could only lie down on the bed with him in the end and fall asleep in a daze.
When she woke up, the sky outside the window gradually darkened. The sky under the sunset seems to have been stained with blood.
"Juju, are you awake?" JJ lay beside her, looking at her with bright eyes sullenly.
Juliet rubbed his eyes to wake up sleepy. "Yeah."
"Juju, you just promised my dad that you will accompany me, right? So you won't go, right?" JJ said, soft little hands encircling Juliet warm.
It was like announcing the right of ownership, classifying Juliet as his own.
Juliet couldn't laugh or cry. "Mhmm."
Just a month, right to ease JJ's mood.
Of course, there is still a little bit of selfishness to get out of it. After all, if she really confronted Justin head-on, she would die without a whole body.
JJ, who got the response, was very happy and rubbed her with contentment. "I still want to eat what you make. It's my favorite."
He acted like a baby and murmured along with his stomach.
Juliet felt as if she had become a mother bird for a moment. The wailing bird in her arms always asked her for food with his mouth open.
"Okay." She got up and sat up from the bed.
Everything in the room is still hard and cold, but there are visible signs of warming.
....
When Justin returned to the mountain top villa from the outside, he smelled a scent when he entered the door.
He stood still, and the servant on the side immediately reported the situation, "Second Lord, Miss Estelle and Young Master are having a meal."
"No ethics! Why don't they wait for the Second Lord to come back." Dean asked.
"Ms. Estelle did her own cooking, so..." The servant looked embarrassed.
Dean still wanted to talk, but Justin raised his hand to stop in front of him. He pulled off the necktie, handed over his jacket to someone else, and walked towards the restaurant.
From far to near, the smell of food is getting stronger and stronger.
"Juju, the food you cook, is so delicious! The cooking is the best in the world!" JJ just saw the tall figure appearing at the restaurant entrance as soon as his praise fell.
He didn't seem to forgive Justin. Instead, he withdrew his smile and gaze and continued to eat his noodles.
Juliet noticed the people coming. She acted calmly, just smiled at JJ, and said, "If you like it, eat more."
In the evening, she made tomato and egg noodles.
Living alone for a long time, she can't cook a few dishes for three heavy meals, but she has learned a lot of tricks in preparing various pasta and rice.
The appearance of Justin broke the original warm atmosphere, and neither of them spoke.
"Don't welcome me?" His voice was rustling, and he walked towards them.
JJ did not answer.
Juliet ate noodles disapprovingly, glanced at him, and said, "We are not Miss Welcome. Do we have to nod and bow to you?"
Her voice was full of purpose, and it was clear to Justin that her opinions were not small.
Dean at the restaurant entrance squeezed a cold sweat for Juliet, and most of those who dared to use this attitude to Justin did not end well.
Justin did not speak but took a seat to the side of JJ.
Facing each of them with a large bowl of noodles, he tapped his fingertips on the table twice, "Nothing for me?"
"Juju, the food you cook, is so delicious! The cooking is the best in the world!" JJ just saw the tall figure appearing at the restaurant entrance as soon as his praise fell.
He didn't seem to forgive Justin. Instead, he withdrew his smile and gaze and continued to eat his noodles.
Juliet noticed the people coming. She acted calmly, just smiled at JJ, and said, "If you like it, eat more."
In the evening, she made tomato and egg noodles.
Living alone for a long time, she can't cook a few dishes for three heavy meals, but she has learned a lot of tricks in preparing various pasta and rice.
The appearance of Justin broke the original warm atmosphere, and neither of them spoke.
"Don't welcome me?" His voice was rustling, and he walked towards them.
JJ did not answer.
Juliet ate noodles disapprovingly, glanced at him, and said, "We are not Miss Welcome. Do we have to nod and bow to you?"
Her voice was full of purpose, and it was clear to Justin that her opinions were not small.
Dean at the restaurant entrance squeezed a cold sweat for Juliet, and most of those who dared to use this attitude to Justin did not end well.
Justin did not speak but took a seat to the side of JJ.
Facing each of them with a large bowl of noodles, he tapped his fingertips on the table twice, "Nothing for me?"
"Okay." He nodded vigorously.
It's not just not disgusting, it's so happy! It's such an intimate act to be able to eat the same bowl of noodles as Juliet!
JJ looked up at Justin proudly as if showing off to him. 'You see, I have something better than you!'
Don't know why. It seems that he hates his daddy a little bit less. After all, everything is thanks to him.
Well, but just a little bit less annoying, just a little bit.
JJ emphasized to herself in his heart and then took the small bowl that Juliet handed over, eating Juliet's noodles, feeling that the whole world had become wonderful.
After dinner, the servant waited for JJ to take a bath and arranged for him to sleep. But he was pestering Juliet.
"I don't want it, I want Juju to help me take a bath, and I want to stay with Juju." He resisted anyone's approach but Juliet.
The servants were embarrassed, and even Juliet couldn't hide her embarrassment.
Although he is only a child, there are differences between men and women, and the relationship between this child and her is not close enough to make her see his private parts. Therefore, it is absolutely impossible to help him bathe.
However, how to convince a five-year-old cute baby with these principles? JJ's character is stubborn, and it is difficult to reverse his thoughts.
After confirming the matter, Juliet's eyes rolled, and she immediately had an idea.
She leaned into his ear and whispered a few words, and then JJ released her, looking at her with big bright eyes, with a skeptical tone, "Really?"