Reborn Before The Divorce

Chef is a light comedy film, relatively warm.

About the content is about the male protagonist at the beginning of the culinary road is not smooth, stumbling, and the first love of teenage years, but then the first love abroad, many years later in a restaurant to meet, the male protagonist is the chef of the restaurant, the first love and friends over for dinner.

The plot is not particularly tight and tense, but just the right amount of laughs to make the play look very easy and comfortable, especially the hero and first love finally reunited, so that people are very touched.

Only when seeing the image of the male and female protagonists kissing, Nydia subconsciously turned her head to look at the two little beans, and saw that the two little beans had consciously covered their eyes, “Mommy, we didn’t see anything.”

“Mommy, you can kiss with daddy at this time, we can’t see either.”

“…” Man-children!

Take the two children’s little hands off, “You two need to go to bed!”

It’s getting late and she’s taking the two kids to bed.

“Mommy, I want to watch movies with you guys later.” Tavish whispered.

“Okay, we’ll watch movies together on weekends.”

Tavish closed her eyes and went to sleep contentedly.

She looked at Tavish and sighed. Although her relationship with Tavish was now much closer than before, what she owed Tavish before would take a long time to make up for.

And Tavish is actually quite insecure, just strong natured and unwilling to say so, but she will have plenty of time to make up for Tavish later, and will let Tavish slowly feel secure.

She returned to the screening room.

Jesse had already found the next movie.

“Watch another one?”

“Good.” It was a good time to enjoy some time for two, while it was relatively free.

Instead of sitting on the massage chair, Jesse sat on the couch with Nydia.

When the movie started, the more she watched, the more she looked at it, “What kind of movie is this?”

“What do you think?” He turned his head and grabbed her lips, a long, breathless kiss that left Nydia as soft as a puddle of water in his arms.

She was not small in height, but she looked unusually small in Jesse’s arms.

A pair of bare feet on the gray sofa, looking more and more white.

Together with the sounds released in the movie, it simply makes people blush.

“This movie seems to have a plot, do we want to see the plot first?” She opened her mouth to speak, her voice already a little soft.

“Yes, let’s see the plot first.” He was quite quick to agree.

However, Nydia found someone who only said yes with his mouth, but not with his body. She tried to adjust her sitting position, but Jesse held her waist and could not move.

“Just watch in my arms, it’s more convenient.” His voice was low, with a majesty that could not be refuted.

“!” Convenient this word … used very absolute!

However, looking at where to look at what drama, simply looking at her.

“You don’t look at me like that, watch the movie!” Who was so burning gaze looking at will be a little uncomfortable.

“You are better looking than the heroine in the movie.”

Nydia smiled, you are also better looking than the male lead in it.

She suddenly had an idea.

“Shall we imitate the plot of the movie?”

Jesse flashed a smile, “Okay.”

The couch was flattened.

“I’ll go get something ready.”

Nydia made a trip back to her bedroom and grabbed what she needed along with her battle robe.

“I’m coming.”

Jesse had already removed his top, leaving only a pair of baggy pants.

Visible abs and narrow waist, no matter how many times you look at it still very heartwarming.

Sure enough, you still have to stand up, when sitting in a wheelchair looks good, but just a little less feeling, now standing like this to perfectly reflect the man.

“You’re a little fast.” She teased.

“I’m in a hurry.”

Nydia couldn’t help but laugh.

If another man had said that, it would have been obscene to the extreme, but if he had said it, it would have been well received.

“You go lie down on the couch while I change.”

He was very cooperative.

After seeing him plop down on the couch, Nydia put what she needed on the coffee table before she went to change.

There was no mirror in the screening room, and she didn’t know what she looked like at the moment, but she had tried it on before and it should work well.

She walked slowly, barefoot.

Her footsteps were light.

But Jesse, who was lying on the sofa bed, turned around.

Once he turned around, his whole body froze, and kept the posture of turning back to look at the slow walking Nydia in a daze.

She wore a white sarong, the length of the sarong above the knee.

The sarong had a dark red pattern on it, adding visual impact to the original visual impact.

Plus no buttons, only a thin belt, her waist tightened, making her look like a half-demon coming out of the mist, two temperaments blended together, making people’s hearts flush.Property © of NôvelDrama.Org.

Long curly hair casually draped, walking to him, she reached out to tease a little, charming and moving, but the smile is pure beauty and bright.

“You go lie down on the couch!” She gave him a little push on the back.

It was clear that they had been together for so long and were no strangers to her body, but it still tugged at his evil thoughts every time, making every cell in his body tremble and scream for possession of her.

Not only his body, but also his soul, could not escape her seizure, sometimes even just a look, a smile was enough.

Her fingers slid over his back, making it as flat as possible.

“I’m going to paint, so don’t move.”

There was a scene in the movie where the heroine was painting on the hero’s back, and Nydia felt that this way hadn’t been tried yet, and it would be refreshing to switch things up once in a while.

Jesse adjusted his breathing.

But the sounds from the movie came to his ears, and those sounds stimulated his sense of hearing.

It was simply hard to restrain.

He needed strong willpower to keep himself in check.

The cold paintbrush fell on the warm back, a stroke sketched out the prototype.

Nydia was very focused when she painted, holding the brush in one hand to paint, propped up on his back with the other, occasionally smudging the paint with her fingertips.

When the brush is heavy, sometimes light, as if it is just in the painting.

But Jesse had a different experience, especially when it was light, giving him the feeling of electric shock, a very weak current, but very hard to bear.

“Are you done?” He could not hold back a little.

“Don’t rush, it’s not that fast?” Nydia squeezed the back of his neck and told him to lie back.

“It’s fast in the movies.” He retorted disgruntledly, but his voice was a little lower.

“They’re edited!”

“You have to think about me!”

Who can stand that? He’s already amazing!

“I’ll do it as soon as I can, don’t worry, it’ll be ready soon!”

Nydia admired her painting as she drew.

And Jesse’s painful forehead and the tip of his nose were oozing with sweat.

Just when he was about to get fed up, Nydia finally finished painting.

“Wait a minute, I’ll stamp it!”

She took out her own seal and stamped it on Jesse’s rear end.

Black seal clay: Nydia.

“There.” She tapped him on the shoulder.

Jesse got up, not even bothering to admire the painting on his back, and instantly pounced someone back onto the couch.

He was holding back so much he was about to explode!