Sweet Mischief’s Rollercoaster Romance

Leo looked at his girlfriend's lips with a cheeky grin and quickly pinned her down, despite their promise of no touching. Not long after waking up, she found herself beneath him again. Holding Anya's hands tightly, Leo teased, "Put up a bit of a fight, let's try to sleep early tonight and wake up early tomorrow."

Anya shook her head, feeling like she'd tumbled into a bottomless pit since getting closer to her boyfriend, struggling to find a way out.

Later, when Leo made her cry, he stopped. "Don't cry, okay, okay, I won't touch you. There, there, Ms. Anya, I've stopped," he said, trying to soothe her.

Leo rolled off the bed, "I'll sleep in the next room tonight, so I don't bother you, alright?"

Anya sat up, feeling wronged, and cried, "I haven't eaten all day, and my stomach is growling. Chad, you don't love me anymore."

Feeling accused, Leo was at a loss for words. He didn't know why, but he wasn't hungry at all. Seeing Anya, he only felt the urge to be close to her.

"I'll make you something to eat, don't cry, just wait a bit," he assured her.

Leo quickly left the room and soon returned with two big bags of snacks, tossing them onto the bed, then grabbed some ready-to-eat items from the fridge and placed them on the bed too.

Snacks surrounded Anya on the bed.

Leo handed her a tablet, "Watch some shows while I whip up something for you."

Seeing the bed full of snacks, the tablet, and her flustered boyfriend, Anya suddenly felt less upset.

Leo, who rarely cooked, prompted Anya to throw on her pajamas and head to the kitchen, chips in hand.

Leo had already found a cooking tutorial on his phone and started pouring oil into a pan to fry eggs.

"That's enough, enough, enough!" Anya exclaimed, watching the oil overflow. She couldn't help but worry.

"Chad, you're supposed to fry the eggs, not drown them in oil!"

"You don't get it. More oil makes the eggs tastier. Go relax; I'll make you some egg noodles."

Anya felt bad seeing all that oil just for frying eggs. "Chad, use the electric griddle for the eggs; I can't stand wasting all that oil."

"You just don't understand, stop fussing, and go on out," Leo said, gently nudging his chef girlfriend out of the kitchen.

Still concerned, Anya resisted, "Chad, be careful with the hot oil, don't push me away!"

Leo continued with the video tutorial, while Anya anxiously peeked in from the doorway.noveldrama

Soon, the kitchen was filled with crackling sounds, and Anya shouted, "Chad, make sure no water gets into the oil pan!"

Ten minutes later, Anya was trying the egg noodles her boyfriend had made.

Looking at the bowl of noodles, Anya teased, "Chad, have I ever done anything to deserve this?"

"No, why would you ask that?"

Anya grinned, "Just wondering if you were trying to poison me."

Leo rolled his eyes, "Oh, please, it's my first time cooking. If you don't trust me, I'll taste it first."

He took a bite and immediately spat it into the trash, "Whoa, okay, don't eat that, it's terrible."

Anya opened another bag of snacks, munching away.

Later, with Anya's guidance, Leo chopped vegetables and boiled water. She used the wasted oil to make some delicious spicy noodles.

By three in the morning, they finally sat down to a tasty meal.

The next morning, bright and early, Anya started prepping fruits, snacks, and mini sandwiches, planning for their road trip.