"..." Amelia's face sank as she reached out to drag the bowl away.
Someone immediately protected it and apologized, "Alright, alright, I won't say it again! This one is really delicious and looks nice too. You made this one, right? I know, the ones that look terrible were made by the little kids."
Seeing his flattering expression, Amelia pushed the bowl back, "Your mouth can't be blocked even when eating!"
Christopher laughed, glanced at her, and quickly picked up a dumpling to feed her.
The woman turned her face away, "I've already said I'm not hungry, you eat."
"Do you want me to feed you in another way?" He held onto the dumpling without putting it down, his gaze flirtatious, and his smile became even more mischievous.
Amelia was so shocked that her eyes widened, staring at him in disbelief.
This guy!
Showing his rogue nature again?
Their eyes met, and the smile on his face grew even more brazen, as if saying: I'm not joking, you can try it.