the two-faced Adopted Girl Who Melted CEO's Ice-Cold Heart Chapter 948: Why Did You Suddenly Get So Animalistic?

It was Aunt Wu’s first ti seeing such a handso and noble man; her heart skipped a beat. How did such a man appear here? And at a glance, it was clear he was from another world than theirs.

Delphine was sowhat surprised to see him co out. Although Ignatius Leclair was willing to live in the small town with her for a while, she knew very well that his inherent arrogance and elegance clashed with this place. He couldn’t be bothered with aristocratic disciples even in Nanyang, let alone in such a small place.

"The jade material looks nice," Delphine said. Since she wasn’t very adept at tea tasting, she went by appearance. In fact, she also admired good looks.

Delphine raised her eyes to glance at Ignatius Leclair’s extraordinarily handso face, thinking he probably won outright by his looks.

"Alright." The man smiled slightly, casting a deep gaze at Aunt Wu, nodding, his every gesture exuding nobility.

For a mont, Aunt Wu forgot how to speak, hurriedly rushing outside, but after a few steps, seeing Delphine relax, she pulled her aside and whispered, "Girl, who is this?"

Delphine paused and said, "My husband."

"Already registered? Let tell you, be careful not to be deceived by such a man," Aunt Wu said, patting her thigh, feeling a little pain and disbelief. The girl across from her, though very pretty, had a grandmother with a poor family back in the day; Beatrice Carter was so selfish. How could this girl find such a noble man?

What would happen to their Gregory Walker?

"Registered," Delphine revealed a couple of shallow dimples. They were indeed registered, but later divorced.

Recently, Ignatius Leclair hadn’t ntioned it, nor had she. They planned to let things unfold naturally and talk about it later.

Aunt Wu suddenly ran out of words and sighed her way back.

Delphine found it hard to understand. Once inside, she was pulled into a tight embrace by the man’s long arms and passionately kissed until things beca difficult to part.

"Why such a sudden burst of animalistic desire?" Delphine was a little stirred by his kiss, worried he might do sothing at this point, which would an no dinner by night. Moreover, the local customs were simple, and not all households shut their doors tightly. What if soone walked in?

Delphine could hardly imagine it.

Fool. The man kissed her neck, deepening the kiss repeatedly until he left a blooming pink hickey, then finally let go, satisfied.

If he didn’t declare his ownership now, the knowledgeable small-town residents would be matchmaking by morning.

"What do you want for dinner?" He released her, glancing at the eggs, the old hen, and small vegetables sent over by the neighbor aunt, smiling and planning to have Maximilian return so gifts tomorrow.

"Anything, I’m not picky," Delphine said, seeing he was about to take on the task of cooking all three als a day, she stood on tiptoe to kiss his chin, offering a reward.

"Wrong place to kiss," he cheekily lowered his head, laughing.

"Go cook." Delphine shyly cast her eyes down, quickly pushing him towards the kitchen.

Then the noble and elegant man entered the kitchen, looking a bit confused. This kitchen was unlike anything he was familiar with; was this an old-ti stove?

Mr. Leclair’s expression grew slightly uneasy. He quickly called Maximilian to order a full set of kitchen appliances to be delivered.

Since he couldn’t use the cooking equipnt, dinner ended up being prepared by Delphine.

The kitchen still had branches and wood previously chopped from the yard, perfect for making a fire.

Delphine cleaned the old hen, cut off two drumsticks and the wings, then put everything else into the earthen pot, adding onions, ginger, cooking wine, and knotted green onions, setting it on the small stove to simr the soup on low heat.