Mr. Cooper immediately raised his hand to ruffle the woman's hair, and the corner of his mouth lifted slightly, "I can't get enough of you, let alone despise you."
Amelia, "..."
Say what you want to say. Why are you touching my hair? You messed up my hairstyle.
"Are you thirsty?" Daniel lifted the glass of water from the coffee table and brought it to Amelia's lips, "You've been talking so much, your throat must be dry, isn't it?"
Amelia, "..."
She took a sip from his hand.
The Whites, "..."
Feeling like they were forcefully fed a mouthful of 'dog food.'
Gabriel coughed, "Regardless of what they say, he is an elder. Showing affection to each other in front of him, isn't that disrespectful?."
Daniel glanced over, "Mr. White, is your throat dry too? You should have some tea then."
Gabriel, "..."
