Chester Yale wrapped her in his arms, raised his eyebrows haughtily, and waited for her to kiss him.
Worried she couldn't reach, he even bent down his head on purpose.
"Chester Yale, if you threaten me again, be careful or I'll make you only able to sleep with a crab tonight!" Evelyn Sherman puffed out her cheeks and glared at him.
Hearing this, Chester Yale's eyes narrowed, and his big hand held her little head, "It seems that in order to sleep with you tonight, I will have to make you eat all the crabs."
"..." Was that what she meant?
Before Evelyn Sherman had a chance to defend herself, she saw that he had already rolled up his sleeves, walked to the sink, and started to deal with the crabs.
Seeing him getting to work, Evelyn Sherman swiftly moved to one side, left the rest of the tasks to him, and leaned against the door.