PLAYBOY CEO IN LOVE
CHAPTER 178

“Eh, sa-honey!” Joe, exclaiming instantly awakened in his daydream.

“You, why?” tanya, Tania, with a look that looked down.

Actually, Tania, you know. However, he pretended to be innocent as if he did not know.

“I, e—“ Joe, don't spend the sentence. Both of his eyebrows slightly raised, with a wry smile on his lips. His hands, now seen scratching his head, which suddenly felt itchy.

“Joe,” Tania, frowning her forehead. Staring, Joe, with a look of wonder.

Aware of her who looks wrong. Joe, then immediately improve his attitude, trying as relaxed as possible now.

“Honey, why belom sleep?” tanya, Joe, try to shift the conversation.

Tania, you know that. And, it seemed like he decided to no longer bother about it.

“My stomach feels hungry, so it makes me unable to sleep,” complained, Tania, while stroking her flat stomach slowly.

“Hungary?” Joe, raise both eyebrows. His eyes, seen staring at the stomach, are currently being rubbed slowly by, Tania.

Tania, replied with a slow nod of her head.

“Why not tell the waiter to make something for you?” tanya, Joe, who was looking back at her face, Tania.

“No, Joe!” Tana, shake.  “Now it's time for them to take a break, and I don't want to disturb.”

“That, it's their job. So, you don't have to be shy. After all, I always pay them more than the salary they should have received,”, Joe, reassured.

“No, I don't want to,” Again, Tania, shook her head slowly.

“No want?” Joe, frown his forehead. Surprised by her attitude, Tania.

“I, do not want them to cook for me, because—“ this time, Tania, who did not finish the sentence. The woman fell silent, hesitating to go back to what she wanted to say.

“Because what?” Joe, now he's got a shoulder, Tania. “Tell me, no need to hesitate,” voice, Joe, sound trying to convince.

“A-I... i-want you cook it for me,” voice, Tania, sounds stammered as she expresses her wish. While the two fingers appear to collide with the face that looks down.

“My darling, want me to cook for you?”

Slowly, Tania, nodded her head again.

“What, are you sure? I can't cook lo,” Joe, looks staring seriously at the face, Tania.

And again, Tania, answered him by nodding her head.

Joe, take a deep breath and throw it away violently. It feels heavy to say it. However, remembering, Tania, who himself came to his room only to ask for it, makes, Joe, unable to resist. Until now, inevitably he was forced to comply with his request. Though, Joe, himself is not sure of his ability.

“Hmm, yasuda! Now, my dear, just go back to the room. After the food is finished cooking. I, will bring him here for you,” said, Joe, with a little sense of confidence.

“No! I don't want to go back to the room,” Tania, refuse immediately. “I, want to come with you to the kitchen. Want to see for yourself, how do you cook for me!”

“Are you sure?”

“Hmm, yes.”

“Alright, now we go to the kitchen to make food for you.”

Joe, too, is now grabbing a hand, Tania, to go with him.

Looks, Joe, is struggling with his cooking. An apron, attached to his body. With a spatula in his hand. Joe, look flipping through his cooking. This is the umpteenth time, Joe, repeating. Given, it has been blackened several times.

Yes, Joe, know this is his first experience in a jump directly in the kitchen. However, even so, Joe, still wants to serve the best food for his beloved wife.

The fire was extinguished, followed by a prepared plate. He lifted the dish, then, Joe, put it on the plate that has been provided. “Finally,” looks facial, Joe, quite relieved when cooking

which is now served. Joe, then proudly took it to the table and served it there.

“Honey, please taste the results of my cooking. Hopefully, you like ya.”

Tania was seen sitting on a chair near the table. Her eyes never paid attention to what her husband was doing. Repeatedly, Tania, could not help but smile. When, seeing Joe who continues to fight for the sake of being able to serve a plate of fried rice to him.

Yes, Tania, chose to ask for fried rice made by, Joe. because, according to him, the cuisine is the easiest to do. Unfortunately, however, his perception turned out to be wrong.  Joe, repeated it over and over again. Because, over and over again, Joe, scorched his cooking.

Ah, Joe.he looked so funny in a panic when his cooking was charred in a frying pan. Huhahah!

Tania, laugh in her heart.

The spoon is in hand. And, now it's time, Tania, try the cuisine. The food, cooked directly by Joe, the once famous Playboy Ceo was so arrogant. Who only know to play with feelings, the women who are near him.

Yes, Love. When the Playboy Ceo Falls in Love, it turns out that everything can be inversely proportional. Things that were never done at all, consider women only as an impingement. Today, even inversely proportional, looks subdued before an ordinary woman.

Don't wanna linger. Facing the food in front of him. Tania, also now began to spoon the rice and then direct it to the mouth.

“How does it feel?” tanya, Joe, with all his worries. Afraid, if the cooking is poison, Tania.

For a moment, Tania, fell silent. His mouth kept clenching, making no sound. He saw movement from his lips, as if he was chewing on what was in his mouth.

Not too bad!

Tania, slightly tilted her neck. Apparently, Joe, has a talent for cooking. Evidently, with fried rice that he eats now. Although it was the first time to make, it also feels good.

Tania, then back to spoon the rice and direct it to the mouth. This was the second time he put the food in his mouth. However, he has not given a word of comment from the taste.

Joe, look confused. Because, Tania, who never commented. Whether, the cooking was really good, so Tania continued to eat it until she forgot to comment. Or, maybe, Tania, didn't comment because the food was not at all delicious. So, he felt hesitant to say it, and chose to eat it because he did not want to disappoint him. Thoughts, Joe, start wondering.

“Honey, stop!” Joe, holding his hand, Tania, was about to put in his homemade food for the umpteenth time.

Tania, look at me, Joe.

“Joe, I'm hungry. Can you let go of my hand, and let me eat well?”

Answer, Tania, makes, Joe, dumbfounded. “You really like my cooking?”

“Ya,” nod Tania.

“What, it doesn't feel bad?”

“No, I think it's really good. If, you don't believe it, try it!” Tania, then thrust a spoonful of rice into the mouth, Joe.

Joe, eat. Feeling, the result of his efforts.

Apparently, this isn't bad. Worth it, Tania, very greedy. Apparently, I also have a talent in the field of cooking, hahahah!

Joe, so proud of himself. Moreover, look, Tania, who continues to devour her food until it runs out. Making, Joe, more and more interested in cooking something for him the next day.

TBC.