America: The neighbor's wife is so incredibly hospitable!

He breathed a low breath into her ear.

"I heard... these past few days, because of Sarah's special situation, and Jessica's relentless power grab tactics."

"Our head of the kitchen got so angry in private that he smashed two bone china plates?"

These words seemed to strike right at the little girl's weak spot.

The biggest news from Titan Manor these past few days has been about "producing offspring".

In order to soon possess the halo of being the heir to a pure-blooded Titan, Sarah took on the role of a dowager to ensure her pregnancy.

Jessica and Aya fought tooth and nail for the "chance of conceiving".

Irina, Madeline, and Ava, who usually wield great influence in Europe or America, are not here.

But they argued and bickered every day over video calls, saying they needed to hurry back to the manor to get the seeds.

And as someone who spends almost all day in the kitchen, preparing exquisite recipes for this large family, brewing medicinal cuisine, and frying steaks.

How did I end up just being relegated to the background?!

Just because you're a little petite?

Is it because you're usually a little proud and can't bring yourself to ask for it?

Katie put down the kitchen knife in her hand, turned around and hugged Chen An's strong waist.

She raised her small face, which was filled with resentment and jealousy, and her green eyes were filled with a layer of mist.

"You...you knew that too!"

Katie's voice carried an unusual tenderness and a hint of petulance.

"Even though I'm the head chef! But after cooking those highly nutritious, 'god-like' dishes to feed them every day, I'm the one who always ends up with a broken back!"

"That girl Jessica always deliberately sticks her butt out when she walks to provoke me!"

She tilted her head back, biting her lower lip as she revealed a row of pearly white teeth. "I even altered this new, tight-fitting chef's uniform to be a size smaller!"

"I even bought that lace nightgown that's supposed to be tear-resistant in Los Angeles..."

"An! You're not allowed to treat me like an outsider! I want to make babies too!"

"If you dare to slack off while I'm working as your top-notch food taster, I'll... I'll..."

"So you're going to take a knife and castrate me?" Chen An chuckled as he pinched her soft cheek.

"Well... I can't bear to do that, so I'll add ten times the amount of freshly ground wasabi to your coffee, and make it so spicy it'll kill you!"

This flirtatious display of affection, far from being annoying, is like a top-quality steak paired with a touch of vibrant wasabi.

It aroused the most vivid desire for control and appetite in a man's bones.

"Instead of adding wasabi to my food..."

Chen An lowered his gaze.

The stainless steel table was several meters long, and next to it were freshly whipped pure white vegetable cream and fresh jam made from wild blackberries.

"How about I try... this freshly delivered iris root with this bit of premium cream?"

"If we used the skin of our genius little chef as the serving plate, wouldn't it taste even sweeter than what we've had in Los Angeles and the French Mediterranean?"

He grabbed her slender waist and, amidst her soft cry, swiftly spun her around.

"Bang--!"

Katie was laid flat on the spotless, slightly cool all-metal workbench.

The chef's hat rolled off to the side due to the sudden movement, and silver strands of hair spread out on the cutting board.

Chen An leisurely and skillfully unbuttoned the tightly clenched white uniform, one button at a time.

It reveals the exquisite, snow-white scenery beneath.

The cold stimulation from the stainless steel workbench intertwined with the scalding heat of Chen An's fingertips, which felt like branding irons.

The intense sensory shock of the contrasting sensations of ice and fire made Katie gasp involuntarily.

"Um... Boss... the lights are too bright here, and it's too cold..."

Katie's voice became sticky and hoarse, all traces of her usual arrogance when directing the sous chef long since vanished.

The arms used for tossing the wok clung tightly to Chen An's shoulders, ten slender fingers weaving through Chen An's short hair as she breathed heavily, her breath coming in disarray.

"Ingredients need to be kept at a low temperature to lock in the flavor, don't you think, my chef?"

Chen An's eyes gleamed with a tangible flame of conquest.

He dipped his long, slender index finger into a bowl of fluffy, delicate, pure white whipped cream.

Then, along the girl's snow-white vulva, it was like a masterpiece of art, painted by the most exquisite master.

It slowly glided over her sensitive, flat school uniform, even lingering down the curves of her skin.

That cool stimulation, soft yet with a silky, oily feel, and...

With the man's hot and undeniable close pressure, the ambiguity in the air was brought to a critical level.

That aggressive domineering aura was intertwined with a fatally doting affection that captivated the girl to the extreme.

This is a smart, soundproof glass room that cost millions of US dollars to build in order to supply the world's top billionaires with the finest culinary delights.

At this moment, apart from Chen An himself and the little beauty beneath him who was being "devoured," no one else could spy on them.

Even though the farm security team was standing guard a hundred meters away, they couldn't hear a single word coming from inside.

And one can no longer hear the suppressed symphony that the cutting board is singing because it is being used as a "serving utensil".

She closed her eyes tightly and whispered, "But you just used the best of the divine water, the kind used to nurture blood essence, to water... to give to Jessica..."

She's extremely jealous!

Even the vinegar has to be placed on the counter before being served!

"Shh..."

Chen An didn't let her finish speaking, but simply turned his head slightly.

With a flick of the tongue, she slowly and deliberately wiped away the bit of pure white cream that lingered on Katie's smooth and beautiful school uniform and swallowed it into her stomach.

Then, a low but heart-wrenching verdict was uttered on her lips.

"From this afternoon until sunset." Chen An looked down at Katie, whose body was already as pink as a ripe peach.

"I will always be the sole tester in your experimental kitchen. No one else can come in and disturb us."

The words had barely left his lips when the thick, white, fitted Western-style work uniform was swept into a cumbersome mess on the large stainless steel cutting board!

The contrast of red and black light was immediately etched into Chen An's eyes, right there at the most sacred and powerful forbidden zone—the control panel! In this hundred-square-meter secret chamber on the deserted island!

The Titan protagonist once again unrestrainedly proclaims the life and death power of this vast empire over everyone and everything beneath it.

And at the very moment the sun sinks below the horizon!

The old root of that high-altitude iris placed at the very edge, covered with top-grade dry ice.

Even just the fragrance molecules that evaporate from a cut skin...

It was also directly and deeply engraved on the little cook's skin and in the deepest part of her soul!

It has become an unforgettable and unique symbol of sweetness and affection for them this spring!