Amelia was amused by his appearance and her cheeks turned slightly red. "Flatterer."
Twenty minutes later, Daniel Cooper came back with two bowls of pulled pork noodles. As soon as he entered the door, he said, "Sorry for the wait. The meat was frozen in the refrigerator and needed to be thawed, so it took a little longer."
Amelia didn't respond as she was sitting on the edge of the bed, looking for her shoes. The man put down the noodles and immediately came over. "Don't move, I'll put them on for you."
"..." That really wasn't necessary.
But before she could speak, the man had already squatted down in front of her, grabbed the slippers from under the bed, and carefully put them on her feet.
Amelia looked at the man's black hair and felt a soft feeling in her heart. She remembered that when she was first pregnant, he had been just like this, as though he wanted to feed her with his own hands.
