"Don't lie to me, I didn't hear any noise from the kitchen." She picked up the water glass from the coffee table and sipped it slowly, saying, "Mr. Cooper, you're blushing after just one sentence, have you forgotten how you usually talk dirty in bed?"
Daniel Cooper, "..."
He quietly turned up the volume on the television.
After finishing her glass of water, Amelia pecked the man's lips, "You've worked so hard last night, Mr. Cooper, so I've decided to reward you with a homemade fried noodle. A surprise, right?"
Mr. Cooper was not surprised at all, but a bit scared.
He glanced at the woman, slowly unbuttoned his cuffs, picked up the plastic bag on the coffee table, and said with a grin, "With your cooking skills, I think we should pass."
Amelia put her hands on his shoulders and pushed him back, straddled his lap, "What do you mean by that look and those words? Do you look down on me?"
