Several minutes passed, and there was no sound of the doorbell.
Confirmed that Chad Yakov had gone to buy bowls and plates, Victoria Gibson finally felt at ease to focus on cooking.
Nearly half an hour later, the man who went out to buy stuff finally leisurely returned.
Holding two heavy bags in his hands.
"What did you buy, so much?" Victoria Gibson poked her head out from the kitchen, caught sight of the two bags in his hands, and raised her head with a bit of surprise.
Chad Yakov stood at the doorway, with the wallet he took out stuffed into the left side of his suit pants, forming a bulge.
His tall body stood at the doorway, and because he was holding two large bags, he even kicked off his shoes while on tiptoe.
With a toss of his hair, the thin sweat on his forehead trickling down his temples, his casual and smooth movements exuded an indescribable sexy allure.
He bit the corner of his lip and threw an alluring look towards Victoria Gibson.
