"At the same time?" Michael's mind became clearer all of a sudden.
He opened his eyes wide and asked with mixed feeling, "You mean you'll prepare the breakfast at the same time for me? Not especially for me?"
Wendy knew what he had meant by that and she said purposely, "What do you think then? If you are not interested, you can eat the breakfast your home chef prepares for you. I am pretty sure that their cooking tastes better than mine."
Wendy stood up and went to the bathroom to wash up.
She left Michael lying on the bed alone, sighing loudly, "I am just a poor guy without his wife's love!"
Wendy glanced at the master of acting. She just shook her head and ignored him.
When Wendy was about to leave the room after washing up and changing her clothes, Michael compromised, "Could you cook me pumpkin porridge at the same time too?"
Upon hearing what Michael said, Wendy could not help but puff out a laugh.
