Amelia looked up at him, her eyes gradually revealing a complex expression. She reached out, grabbed his collar, and tugged it down, asking, "Why are you so tall?"
Then she stood on her tiptoes and kissed him.
Mr. Cooper, who was just criticized for being too tall, "..."
His heart burst with joy like fireworks.
However, his arms hanging by his sides remained still, maintaining the posture of leaning over, and he allowed the woman to bestow kisses on him like a chick pecking at grains.
His posture was cold, cool, noble, and aloof.
But in fact, he desperately wanted to hold the back of her head and deepen the kiss.
However, he was afraid of losing control, scared that he wouldn't be able to stop himself from rolling onto the sofa, the bed, or anywhere else with her in his arms.
After all, he had been "starving" for so many days...
So, it wasn't suitable for them to be so intimate now, but he couldn't bear to push her away.
