You Hit My Heart
Chapter 1288

Chapter 1288

Joyce woke up early the next morning.

Found out that the body was empty.

Not far away, Andres is still asleep, soft hair rubbed a little messy,plump little mouth slightly open, sleeping soundly.

She had the illusion that it was as if she was the only one sleeping withAndres last night.

However, fragments of memory returned to mind. It is clear that lastnight he wrapped his arms around her and did not let go and slept untildawn.

Apparently, he was up and about.

She looked at the clock above her bed, it was only 7:30 am, she didn'thave to go to kindergarten today, what was he doing up so early?

On second thought, what does it matter to her if he gets up early or not.Did she expect him to sleep with her all the time?

She got up from the bed and gave Andres a kiss on the forehead.

The little one slept exceptionally soundly.

She left the room quietly and after washing up, she came to the firstfloor only to replace out.

Luther was actually inside the kitchen making breakfast.

She froze, then remembered that she had given Ivy the day offyesterday and there was no breakfast at home today.

So, he got up so early to make breakfast?

She slowly approached, went to the kitchen door, leaned on the side ofthe door and looked at his busy back. There was a warmth flowingthrough her heart. This man, I'm afraid, has some kind of obsessionwith cooking. Either you don't do it, or you do it with extra care. Theactual fact is that you will be able to get the most out of your own home.Sure enough, the successful man, no matter what he does, as long ashe wants to, can do the best.

This time, she didn't bother him.

Yesterday she suddenly made a sound that caused him to cut into hishand, and today she chooses to watch him in silence.

Luther prepares his breakfast and turns around to see Joyce standingby the door looking at him.

He wiped his hands clean, walked up and naturally swept her into hisarms, "Awake, not more sleep?"

“I'm not a pig, I can't sleep that long." She grunted.

Strange, she is obviously touched in her heart, but the words that cometo her mouth, always with a stick.

Luther laughed, in fact, like her little hedgehog-like appearance,especially cute.

"Breakfast is all ready, keep it warm until Andres gets up and eats ittogether." He reached out and pinched her gently around the waist,teasing.

"Get your hands off me." She glared at him without good grace, "Thereseems to be movement upstairs. I'm going to go see if Andres isawake."

After saying that, she hurriedly turned around and went upstairs.Anderson did wake up, and after tidying him up, they went downstairstogether.

Luther has set up breakfast and dishes.

Anderson's eyes glowed, and he quickly crawled to the table, his littlehands slapping, "Did Daddy make all this?"

"Hmm. You taste it." Luther looked tenderly at Anderson, "After you eatwe'll go visit the new nursery."

"Good." Anderson tasted Luther's western taco, "Wow, it tastes good,and the ham and lemon sauce are all good. Wow, and the black trufflefried scallops, that's my favorite side dish.”

Luther gave Joyce some small dishes, "You eat too, you love porridgein the morning. I made it for you, too."

Joyce scanned the dishes on the table, which were hearty andexquisite.

Each one is like a work of art, a look is a lot of work.

This man wouldn't have gotten up at six o'clock? Just to makebreakfast.