Chapter 1281

Yet when she turned around to face Lucifer, she gave him a faint smile. “Are you hungry? I’ll go make lunch.” Lucifer’s gaze dimmed. “Play with the kids. I’ll make lunch today.” Fia watched Lucifer enter the kitchen. She rubbed her hands, feeling the chills right to her bone. “Mommy, what’s wrong?” Adrian noticed her nervousness. “Mommy, your hands are so cold.” Irene held her hand. Fia’s gaze trembled a little as she tried her best to keep calm and said, “I’m fine. Play in the living room. I’ll go and see what Daddy is making for lunch.” The two children went to play with Milo. She walked into the kitchen. Lucifer had his back rim rod straight, and was drinking alcohol, not at all planning to make lunch. She pretended not to see his unhappiness. “Have you started cooking rice?” “Not yet.” “Let me do it then.” Fia dug out the pot in the rice cooker, washed the rice, and put it back into the rice cooker before switching it on. Lucifer was staring at her sideways. He drank a