Second Wife of CEO Paralyzed
Lunch Together

Jordan opened the food box on his lap. A variety of delicious food that is entertaining presented in front of the eyes of Luna and Jordan, making Luna's stomach immediately rumbling. Not only food, there is juice. The worms in Luna's stomach danced immediately in the contents.

"Hm, did you send me a message?" Luna lifted her face, venturing into the black eyes of Jordan who was also staring at her.

"Who do you think?" he answered briefly. Luna snorted bitterly, not that kind of answer she expected. But what could he expect from a cold man like Jordan Tang?

The girl continued to grumble indistinctly. Jordan really pissed him off half to death. There could be a shitty human like him in this world. And meeting a Jordan Tang was really a nightmare for Luna.

"What's wrong, did you take the medicine this morning?" Jordan's cold voice was ringing in his ears.

Luna raised her face. His eyes were rubbed with a dark jade belonging to the handsome and cold Lecturer before him. Luna scowled in annoyance. Then He noticed Jordan, There was something different about his appearance. How long did he grumble, to the point of not realizing when Jordan opened 3 buttons of his shirt and rolled his arm up to the top of the elbow.

Fortunately there is still a vest that became the exterior of his shirt, until the chest of the Jordan field is not too exposed. Then Luna's gaze rolled on Jordan's left arm, she saw something popping out from behind her rolled-up shirt. Luna raised her eyebrows. Could he have seen it wrong? Black engraving is similar to... Tattooed.

Luna squinted her eyes and looked at Jordan full of probing. "What is a Tattoo?" ask Luna to make sure. And Jordan knew what the girl meant.

"Hn," Jordan just cleared his throat, answering Luna's question.

The girl snorted. That's not the answer Luna wanted. What other words are there? Why must that one annoying word?! Luna was really upset by it.

"Ck, I don't know. Actually, you're really irrit talk, or are you lazy to talk? Is there no other word than the language of your planet?! For example, yes this is a tattoo, it is easy. Why do you have to say 'Hn' anyway?! That's so-so shitty!!" luna said grumbling.

Jordan looked at the girl and snorted amusedly. In his life, it's the first time Jordan has met a girl like Luna, and the only person who manages to keep her upset.

"You want what you?!" Jordan held Luna's hand outstretched at him.

The girl snorted. "Wouldn't want anything. I just want to touch that tattoo, can't I?" Luna looked at Jordan expectantly, she desperately wished the lecturer handsome, but it was annoying to allow herself to touch the tribals in her arms.

Jordan snorted and looked at Luna in amusement. Looking at her innocent eyes and eyes like a kitten begging to be given a fresh fish.

Jordan closed his eyes and sighed. Allowing Luna to see the tribals on her arms, it meant that she had to unravel up the sleeves of the shirt attached to her body. Although with a heavy heart, Jordan still obeyed Luna's request, and showed the tribals to her.

Luna couldn't stop admiring the black ink painting on Jordan's left arm, her clasped fingers running down the Lecturer's stocky arm in a slow motion. And Luna had to swallow a sense of disappointment, because her movement was blocked by the sleeves of the shirt Jordan was wearing.

Curiosity filled his feelings again, until where the tribal tattoo adorned the skin of the Adonis. No, but the lecturer is very very annoying.

"Beautiful," muttered Luna softly. Then he lifted his face, and his eyes were rubbed with a pair of Jordan's black beads. "Is this also painted elsewhere?" ask Luna to make sure. But there was no answer, Jordan chose to be quiet.

"Quite admiring this tribal, Luna. Eat first." Jordan's orders do not want to be denied, his voice even sounds heavier and deeper, full of emphasis. Not to forget Still with a cold tone and flat face look of his.

Luna took a breath. He pulled his hand from Jordan's arm. "Huft, all right." And it seems clear Luna will be a little disappointed.

"Not the mouth, what for?" ask Luna to make sure.

Without waiting for the girl's approval first. Jordan steers the food in the flank of the two chopsticks into Luna's mouth and feeds it forcefully.

He continued to observe the girl's serious face while chewing the food that was inside her mouth.

"How's it feel, Hm?" Jordan asked without taking his eyes off the face of Luna who was enjoying the meal.

The eyelids opened revealing a pair of Hazel-colored pearls glistening in the sunlight, what a very beautiful and soothing sight. Highlight the shady yet soothing eyes, making a well-heeled Jordan Tang of love can be swept away in it. What a great achievement for Jordan

"Lezat, did you make it yourself?" Luna asked enthusiastically.

"You think?"

"Huaa is unexpected, besides being very annoying and good at criticizing others. You're good at cooking too." Luna said without the slightest guilt, as a result of which one thread landed smoothly on her head.

"Yakk!! Why are you even pinching my head?!" luna exclaimed in annoyance.

"Eat him don't just talk. Don't babble anymore, continue your lunch." Pinta Jordan is cold.

Seconds next. The look on her face turned grim, Luna looked down miserably as she stared at the food with nanar.

"I became jealous, I felt useless as a woman. Never mind cooking, stepping on the kitchen almost never. Mami, she always forbade me to enter the kitchen let alone touch the cookware especially the stove, because I had almost burned the kitchen when trying to make an omelet. And from then on, he forbade me from going in and wandering around the kitchen." Luna continued her story, though,

Jordan smiled faintly. It turns out that besides being beautiful, annoying and attractive, it turns out Luna is a careless girl.

"Hn, I suggest you take cooking lessons. I think it will be useful for you in the future." Jordan's advice while putting vegetables in his mouth.

Luna was silent for a few seconds. What Jordan said was true, however she was a woman. And He could not depend on his mother, one day he would marry and raise a family. It would be a shame if he couldn't cook, if that happened. It will be kept where his face is.

Luna looked up, looking at Jordan's face. "You're right, I think I should take cooking lessons" he said excitedly.

15 Minutes had passed, Luna and Jordan had finished their lunch. The lunch Jordan had left, both of them had left the roof a few minutes ago. Jordan returns to his room, while Luna returns to her class.

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