It seems that only when she is with Peter, Adriana will feel at ease, comfortable and at ease.
“You’re back early today, are you done with the company?”
“Well, that’s pretty much taken care of.”
She took Peter’s hand, “You finally got around to shaving?”
For several days Peter did not shave, although having a beard gives a mature and rigid feeling, but still some scruffy look, Adriana is not used to.
Mainly because he dragged his sick body, extraordinarily emaciated, and grew a beard, making people feel some sense of decadence.
“I know you don’t like me to have a beard, so I shaved it clean.”
“Who says I don’t like it? Of course I like it.”
“Really?”
“Would I lie to you.”
Smiling at each other, the two were in a good mood.
It seems that just being together, even a glance can make people feel satisfied.
Back in the living room, the two of them snuggled together, watching TV and chatting, not long after the kitchen was ready for dinner.
But today’s dinner was extraordinarily generous.
The dishes are full of color and flavor, with a good mix of meat and vegetables, no clear porridge and tasteless boiled vegetables.
Adriana was a little confused, “I thought you couldn’t eat this, why do you have to make it so greasy?”
“I’m in a good mood today, so I wanted to let loose for once. Besides, Zac said it’s okay to have a little.”
Peter wrapped his arm around Adriana’s waist with a gentle smile.
The table is set today with a bouquet of blue sirens and nice candles, a candlelit dinner?
“Is there something good going on today?”
Adriana raised her eyebrows at Peter, unsure.
The man rubbed her head, “Today is Alani’s last session to cure your insomnia, and once you get through today, you’ll be completely cured. For you, there must be a celebration.”
“Now, huh? That hasn’t been done yet.”
“Celebrate early.”
“Hahahaha, good.”
Adriana smiled happily and always felt that it was still very nice to suddenly add some beauty to the heavy atmosphere of life.
A romantic dinner with flowers, music, candlelight, food and a lover.
The absence of one is essential.
But today all together.
The hall was playing “Dream Wedding”, that one familiar melody that you never get tired of hearing, and Adriana just loved it so much.
In such a romantic atmosphere, Adriana can’t even think about not having a heart.
Sitting across from Peter and looking at the liquor in his glass, Adriana was still a little uneasy and said to the maid on the side, “Bring a bottle of hot milk over here.”
“Yes, ma’am.”
The maid went to the kitchen and in a short time brought over a bottle of warm milk and handed it to Adriana.
Adriana opened the milk and poured it into a tall glass, then got up and snatched the glass from Peter’s hand domineeringly, shoving the milk into his hand, “Drink this.”
The man looked at the tall glass with milk, but never drank like this.
Today to change the style, but also good.
“Adriana, bless you.”
He raised his glass and clinked it with Adriana, “Congratulations on your upcoming rebirth, and I hope the sun shines on your life in the days ahead and that everything goes well.”
Yes, today is the day Adriana is about to have a wonderful brand new day.
On this day, it was also his last dinner with Adriana, so of course Peter had to give her a romantic.
“It’s just a cure for insomnia, is it as outrageous as you make it out to be.”
Adriana couldn’t help but feel really good to be valued and pampered.
She is enjoying her life now, feeling happy every day, and it would be nice if it could last a long time.
She made an impractical idea.
“As long as it’s good for Adriana, everything is the best.”
Peter looked at her and said, “Then I took …” a disgusted frown and a sigh, “the most important dinner party, I actually congratulate you with milk.”
What kind of an attempt is this?
Peter doesn’t know, but by and large it’s the most memorable.
“It’s the thought that counts, not a glass of wine.”
She held up her glass, “I’ll drink to that first.”
The little woman took a large sip from her cup.
Watching her booze up, a sting flashed under Peter’s eyes.
Peter held the milk in his hand, smelling the rich milk smell, hesitant to drink it.
Finally just a symbolic sip.
“These are too greasy, honey, and I know you want to celebrate with me, but there’s no need to do that. I’m content to have your heart.”
Saying that, Adriana to the maid aside, said, “Have you prepared clear porridge, bring it over to honey.”
The servant glanced at Peter, as if waiting for his answer.
Peter didn’t say anything, and the maids didn’t dare to squeak.
Adriana’s cold eyes shot straight to in Peter’s body and raised her eyebrows at him, “Peter, don’t I count my words? I’m not going to be happy if you’re acting like this.”
Faced with the little woman’s fury, Peter could only surrender, but still couldn’t resist saying, “Wifey, my husband has been a vegetarian for several days, can’t you let me eat some meat?”
Adriana shook her head, “No way.”
Decisive refusal, there is absolutely no room for negotiation, so Peter had no choice but to wave his hand to the maid, who went into the kitchen.
It didn’t take long to bring out a clear porridge and place it in front of Peter.
So, a candlelight dinner with white rice and thin rice makes Peter never want to feel this special romance again.
He took his chopsticks, picked a chopstick of white rice and took a bite, “Okay, let’s eat.”
“Hmm.”
So, Peter drank the porridge and Adriana had to eat every dish once.
She knew these were Peter’s thoughts and it would only be disappointing to the man if she didn’t eat them.
Adriana ate and chatted with him, telling every interesting thing that happened around her to make Peter happy.
“Eat more, it’s all made to your liking.”
“It all tastes great oh.”
Adriana gives a thumbs up towards Peter and tries to lighten the mood a bit.
Peter sat across from Adriana and quietly looked at the little woman in front of him, her knitted brows and smiles were so attractive.
It was like a ray of light that illuminated his dark world.
Wouldn’t it be better if this moment could last longer?
The two ate and talked, and the dinner lasted for an hour and a half.
After dinner, Adriana looked at the time and it was after eight o’clock.
“We have to get going or we’ll be late later.”
Naturally, she was talking about going to Alani’s hotel suite now.
It has been said that we should do the final treatment for insomnia, so we should not miss the time.
“Okay, I’ll stay with you.”
Peter walked over to Adriana’s side and the two walked hand in hand out of the living room and stood in the yard, where Hank had gone to the car.
“Adriana, can I … hug you?”
The last hug that he was afraid to miss.
Once missed, there will be no more opportunities.
“Peter, I noticed you’re a little strange today, what’s wrong with you?”
The little woman’s intuition is very strong, Peter a little something wrong she sensed.