"Too hungry to have the energy to dry my hair."
"Idiot." Evan Saint muttered, taking the hairdryer and clumsily starting to dry her hair.
The warm breeze was very comforting, and with her eyes closed, Sparkle Gold was fully enjoying it.
Fortunately, her hair wasn't long and it was mostly dry after a few minutes.
"Alright, let's go eat."
With her big watery eyes wide open, Sparkle Gold looked pitifully at Evan Saint: "I'm too hungry to walk."
Evan Saint: ...
"Carry me, hubby~~" Sparkle Gold deliberately dragged out her words, laced with a heavy tone of coquetry.
She knelt on the bed, arms open wide, tilting her head slightly, with curved eyebrows and a sweet voice, as if inviting him: "Come eat me, come eat me."
"Little vixen!" Evan Saint cursed softly and picked her up, "Just wait until you're full, and see how I deal with you."
She hadn't done anything, so why was he cursing?
