Come To Me (Amelia and Patrick)

Chapter 1547

Chapter 1547

Patrick gestured and said, "You do this... then... and finally this."

"Oh, let me try." Amelia squeezed the udder, but the cow suddenly kicked its legs because Amelia's wrong grip had hurt it.

"Be careful!" Patrick quickly pulled her away but got himself into trouble.

It was because when the cow protested, it accidentally kicked over the milk bucket, causing all of the milk to splash onto Patrick. It was as if he had a milk bath, and his handsome face was not spared either.

Amelia's gasped at the abrupt mess. After a moment, she finally was able to find her words, "Mr. Hopper... urn... are you okay?"

"Laugh if you want to. You heartless woman."

Patrick glanced at Amelia's reddened face resentfully as she stifled her laugh. He was about to wipe his face with his hand when he found that his palm was also drenched with milk. He had no choice but to give up.

"Looks like we won't be able to drink the milk today. Luckily, we've collected enough food. Let's hurry back and let Patrick take a bath," Nora said.

"Okay!" Remembering that Patrick that mysophobic, he must be feeling extremely uncomfortable when covered head to toe in milk.

On the way back, Patrick suddenly said to Amelia and Nora, "Don't get close to me."

"Why?" Amelia thought he was throwing a tantrum.

"I stink." Patrick frowned and answered.

There was indeed a pungent smell of unprocessed raw milk, but Amelia did not care. Even if Patrick rolled in the mud, she could still face him with no trouble.

She deliberately came up to Patrick and sniffed around him a few times. Then, she looked up and said, "I don't smell anything. What about you, Nora?"

Nora said tactfully, "I don't smell anything either."

insisted, "But,

wittily, "That's because you have

Patrick was speechless.

for a shower, while Amelia and Nora went to the kitchen to figure out how to remove the feathers of

market would cut the chicken's neck to bloodlet

Amelia and Nora's skin. They had always bought readymade chicken, so how could they handle a chicken before it was ready

have

do the bloodletting, and

you told me a pregnant lady should

we wait for Mr.

made the

shower, he saw Amelia looking at him expectantly

have you

"Right."

feel

"Absolutely."

you want to take

"What?"

did not understand what Amelia meant until she pointed at the two dead poultries and begged him with her

In the kitchen.

Patrick cutting the hen's neck with a knife without any hint of fear, Amelia, who stood beside him, expressed and said, "You can

think I learn this for?"

hurriedly, "You should eat more later. To reward

snorted then continued bloodletting the hen. He had to handle the duck next, so he had

other side, Nora had already boiled the water, and Amelia put the dead hen into the

she opened the lid, she immediately took three steps back, clutching

do it. You should go

no. I'm fine." After Amelia recovered, she continued what

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