Aurora Blaine held a knife in her hand, cutting another piece of cake halfway when the occasional cool night breeze brushed by, unable to calm her racing heart.
Wasn't he just a straightforward guy before?
How come he was suddenly so skilled at speaking sweet words?
Maverick Knight speaking romantic words to her... it felt strange.
Aurora almost trembled, as she cut herself a piece of cake. She tasted it; the imported cream melted in her mouth, sweet but not overwhelming, giving a sense of satisfaction.
She looked up, meeting the man's deep gaze. He spoke, "How is it?"
"Super delicious." Aurora gave it a high rating, and seeing him ask like that, she thought of something but wasn't quite sure, "Did you make it?"
Maverick Knight had learned it for a period before.
Judging from his expression, Aurora could pretty much confirm it.
The appearance was so beautiful, just like a high-end pastry chef's work, and the taste was even top-notch.
