"Alright, from now on... I’m not going anywhere, just staying here with our Vera and this courtyard." The old man glanced around, "Guarding our home!"

After a moment, dinner was ready.

The family of three sat at the table together, and Vera pulled Sister Feng and Sister Li over to sit at the table as well.

Grandma Wave hadn’t eaten such authentic Ebba food in a while, or maybe she was happy to be home. She actually finished more than half a bowl of rice and a lot of dishes, with a smile on her face the whole time.

After dinner, Kris Cooper went to work, and Vera accompanied the old lady to sit in the courtyard, admiring the moon and chatting, until after ten o’clock, when she helped the old lady to rest before returning.

Back in the bedroom, not seeing Kris Cooper, Vera tiptoed to the study room, only to find the man wearing blue light blocking glasses, seriously working on the computer.

She curved her lips into a smile, retreated, and walked into the bathroom.

A moment later, the study room door was gently pushed open, and a cup of freshly squeezed juice was placed on the table.

"Hubby, you must be tired, have some juice?"

As she spoke, she lifted her hand, performing what she believed was a very charming hair fling.

"Mm!"

Kris Cooper focused on the screen, responded with a sound, without even turning his head.

Vera pouted in defeat, softly spoke.

"Hubby, I’m sleepy!"

"Then go to bed early." Kris Cooper continued tapping on the keyboard.

The little girl frowned.

"Kris Cooper, I personally made the juice for you, can’t you just take a sip?!"

The man finished the line of code at hand, reached for the cup, and turned to face her with the cup raised. Just as he took a sip of juice, his eyes caught sight of her standing by the table.

Only to see the little girl in a semi-transparent slip nightgown, the V-neck open very low, with the two little rabbits half hidden, half revealed. Through the thin fabric, her fair and translucent skin could be clearly seen.

Quite obviously, it was vacuum underneath.

Not only that, her long hair was still half-wet, not completely dried, scattered in strands over her shoulders, her freshly bathed face tinged with pink, with droplets of water clinging from her hair.

That stance, so enticing!

Surprised with big almond-shaped eyes, the juice in his mouth all choked down the throat.

"Cough!"

He moved the cup, coughed uncontrollably and violently, catching Vera off guard, her nightgown immediately sprayed with juice by him.

She frowned in anger, "Kris Cooper, what... what do you mean?! Do I disgust you that much?!"

"No... it’s not... cough!" Kris Cooper grabbed a tissue to wipe the juice from his lips, put the cup on the table, stood up, pulled the blanket hanging on the back of the chair, wrapped it around her shoulders, tightened it, and only then breathed a sigh of relief, "You little rascal, you’re doing this on purpose, aren’t you?!"

Pregnant with a baby, only to look at and not to eat, yet she had to dress so provocatively, if not deliberately teasing him, then what is it?

Pressed her down on the chair, he quickly walked out, grabbed the hairdryer, plugged it in, and started drying her hair, scolding her as he went.

"Playing with wet hair temptation for no reason, aren’t you afraid of catching a cold? Don’t you know pregnant women can’t take medicine?!"

The little girl hung her head, staying silent.

Once her hair was dry, Kris Cooper put down the hairdryer, seeing the little girl lowering her face without speaking, bending down in curiosity. What he saw startled him.

The little girl was pouting, looking aggrieved.

"Honey, don’t... don’t be mad. I... I didn’t mean to scold you!"

...

...

Good afternoon