Chapitre 201: craving

Evening

Amy and Andy's apartment 

"Babe, let's go to the hospital," Andy said while rubbing her back 

"It's okay babe, I think your coffee machine really sucked this time." Amy helplessly shook her head and said 

"Seriously babe? You still blame my coffee machine for this." Andy rolled his head and said 

"Yes babe, remember how your microwave burned my sandwiches?" Amy sighed and asked 

Andy chuckled and said "How I can forget that horrific incident? It's neither my microwave nor my coffee machine, it's your cooking skills which sucks" 

Amy frowned and wiggled out of his embrace and turned to the other side before covering herself with the quilt. 

"Babe, what happen? I just —" 

Cutting him off, Amy snapped "Don't dare to comment on my cooking Mr Francis."

"Babe, I know you are a great cook, but sometimes —" 

"No, I never failed in cooking, it's your stupid machines which always fails," Amy muttered