The two of them went upstairs from downstairs.

It was not until the setting sun set on the edge of the mountain outside the window that the two of them finally quieted down.

Holding Amy in his arms, Max felt extremely satisfied.

Lying in Max's arms, Amy said weakly, "Max Brother, I'm hungry again."

Max rubbed her head dotingly and asked, "what do you want to eat?"

"Whatever, as long as it's food."

Max picked up his phone and was about to call a hotel nearby.

However, Amy held his hand and pouted, "can't you cook for me yourself?"

"Okay, but you know my cooking..."

"It doesn't matter. I like...