Farley was really good at cooking.
It would be fine if he only knew how to cook western food. However, it turned out that he could also cook Chinese food so well. Darn it!
As a foodie, Hester refused him without confidence. Thus, her refusal had not only failed to discourage Farley, but amused him.
"What are you laughing at!" Hester blushed and shouted, "You think you can get everything because you can cook, don't you? I don't care!"
"Yes, you don't care." Farley spun the golden pen on his fingertips. He could even imagine her angry and embarrassed face. He couldn't help but soften his voice. "But I do care. I like to cook for you and I like you ..."
"Hey!" Hester's face flushed as if it was about to burn. She held the phone while peeking around, afraid that someone would have heard i
