415 It Was A Boy

When Charles saw Bella coming in, he quickly pushed her out. "Go out, it is a mess here, don't hurt yourself."

Bella’s body became very heavy now, her hands had to back up her lower back, moved a small step to the front of the cooking table, "I come to steam two sausages. Every year before, mom always made it and let me give to Dora, I did not expect that this year, Dora will send to me." She sighed. "I hope my mother can get better soon."

Charles simmered the soup and rubbed her head. The sound was extremely soft. "It will be good, everything will be fine soon." "Yeah." Bella snuffled slightly and rolled her eyes on him. "Why do you always touch my head like a puppy?"

Charles laughed. "Didn’t you always touch my head too?"

Bella immediately thought that he became Baron to lie to her, angered, "Who let you become a child? I am not a real child."

Charles took her into his arms. "You are my child, aren’t you? You are two hundred years younger than me."

Bella sighed at him, "Old monster."

"Little fairy!" Charles was flirted by her, and he bowed and bit her earlobe and whispered, "How long should I wait?"

Bella originally thought that he was asking how long the child was going to born, but when he spoke intimately, she immediately understood that he was meaning something else, and immediately blushes. "Charles, what is in your mind?”

Charles felt wronged. “What happened to me?” Bella was angry with him, this man was better at pretending recently.

Seeing her leaving, Charles was reluctant. The silly Clair was very interested in Bell, if she wanted to talk with him, it was better that she stayed with him.

Charles replaced Bella on the chair and let her watch him cooking. The cooking table was very big, he didn’t worry about the soup or the oil would splash on her.

Bella was holding a cup of hot cocoa and looking at the side of Charles's chopped vegetables, and smiled.

She never thought that one day Charles would cook for her.

Some people were really all-round geniuses, like Charles, not only handsome, but also managed the company well, even cooking that he could chop vegetables so impeccably. His pace was so fast that her eyes couldn’t follow, but each celery was even the same length, and the edges and corners were the same.

It was just too unfair. She also cooked from a young age, but she could never cut out such a neat dish.

Feeling her gaze, Charles turned back to look her, saw her obsessively looking at him, he felt happy, and leaned over her lips to kiss, "Is your husband very handsome?"

"Of course, handsome." Bella immediately smiled at him. "Charles, why are you all so handsome!"

"All?" Charles raised his eyebrows. "Except me, who else?" He looked a little dangerous and jealous.

He used to be cold. He used to be very jealous of Steven. However, because of his status as a "brother", he could only keep quiet. Now it was different. Steven’s identity was exposed. He could be jealous as he wanted.

Bella deliberately joked him. "You merpeople, Ziv, Roy, they are all very good-looking."

"What aesthetic!" Charles disdained, "If you only look at me in the future, no one else can be good-looking."

She still not saw him enough, otherwise, other people couldn’t enter her eyes.

Bella did not expect him to be so narcissistic, laughing uncontrollably.

Charles then knew that she was deliberately teasing him and immediately holding her and kissing.

At the end, he whispered in her ear, "Young girl, if you aren’t pregnant, I must have done you."

Bella was sure that he did not dare do anything and joked with him. Finally, she held his face and kissed him on face and Charles then finally went to cook this is the time.

Charles had done a few dishes that Bella liked eating, and let the cook make up a few more. When the meal was ready, the table was full of dishes, very delicious.

Dora took Carl's hand and sat down at the opposite side of Bella. Clair sat next to Bella.

"Which dishes are made by the lord?" Dora wanted to taste the craftsmanship of the lord, looking at the full table of dishes.

"There are a few." Bella pointed to a few dishes.

Vinegar ribs, vinegar potato, sweet and sour fish, at first glance, the color and flavor were all nice, making people want to eat.

Dora clipped a piece of vinegar ribs, biting and swallowing it. She caught a piece of sweet and sour fish and tried her best to swallow it. The rest of the vinegar potato and she never had the courage to taste it.

Bella looked at Dora’s whole face distorted, and could not help but ask: "What happened? Is it not good?"

Dora laughed with eight teeth: "No, it's delicious. The lord's cooking is really extraordinary." After a pause, she still couldn't help but ask: "Bell, do you think it is delicious?"

Bella nodded without hesitation, "It's delicious."

Dora held her cheek and gave her a thumbs up: "You really love the lord."

It seemed that the lord had poured a bottle of vinegar in every dish. If she didn’t love him, how could she stand it?

Clair didn't know how to understand people’s words. He didn't see Dora's abnormality. He also took some sweet and sour pork ribs into his mouth. He just took a bite and his teeth were soft.

"So sour!" Clair's two eyes were tearful.

"Sour?" Bella had some doubts. It seemed that she wanted to show them it was really not sour, and she put a piece into her mouth. She swallowed it very enjoyably, "Very delicious."

"Don’t you really feel sour?" Dora and Clair said in unison.

"Not at all." Bella shook her head.

Carl smiled and said: "The lady is pregnant, so she likes the sour. You two are not pregnant, of course, you don’t like it."

"Oh! It turns out to be this."

Dora and Clair suddenly realized.

Bella suddenly realized, and smiled: "Yes, I love to eat sour after pregnancy."

"Sour boy hot girl. Bell, you are going to have a boy." Dora excitedly shouted.

She was not so excited when she saw her belly, but she now was excited at this time.

Bella was somewhat surprised: "Dora, you are a patriarch." "No, I am not a patriarch."

Dora shook her head. "I just feel that life is hard, and the boy suffers better than the girl."

Bella thought that after Dora’s parents passed away, she independently followed his father’s will, and dropped out of school. Herself and her mother were driven out by Len, and the mother and daughter were living together, and everything was hard.

Bella immediately understood Dora's thoughts, she didn’t want her daughter to suffer as much as her.

When a boy suffered, it could be an experience, but for the girl, it would be terrible memory. Bella looked at Dora and smiled. Her voice was very firm: "Dora, our child will be very fine.” Even if the road was thorny, she would smash the spines for him.