Daniel Cooper looked at the woman sprawled on the sofa, refusing to get up, and actually found it hard to bring himself to wake her.
But if he let her sleep like this, she would definitely have a headache and a stomachache tomorrow morning.
So, he still had to coax this precious princess out of bed, "Amy, you asked me to make noodles, and I've already made them, so you can't just not eat them."
"Oh..." She did stir at his words, and though it was difficult, she tried to open her eyes, "Alright then."
Daniel Cooper smiled with a lift of his lips, extended his hand to support her head, and helped her sit up. After all these years, he never imagined it would be the same as before; she was most afraid of someone bickering with her.
Amelia sat up and her whole body wobbled, covering her head and looking around with a sluggish gaze. Then, with hopeful eyes, she looked at him, "Where's the noodles?"
