Rainy Night Drama

When Amelia looked up, she met Alexander's suspicious expression. She was stunned for a moment, then quietly moved the plate further towards her direction.

Amelia: TAT~

Alexander reached his chopsticks towards the plate of fish, his eyebrows furrowed so tightly that they could kill a mosquito.

"You can't eat it!" Amelia protected the plate and looked at Alexander with a rejecting gaze.

"Cough cough." Ian pretended to cough beside them, holding back his laughter and watching the show.

The other few people probably knew what was going on and looked at them curiously.

The directors were about to burst into joy beside them. Without even thinking, they knew how high the ratings of this episode would be. This was not only Alexander's first variety show, but also the first program to bring the actor down from his pedestal. Hahaha.

Tsk tsk... An actor who can make terrible dishes is much more interesting than an iceberg actor.

Well, Alexander only said to cut out the ambiguous clips between him and the newcomer, but he didn't say to cut out his embarrassing clips.

Alexander suddenly looked up with a sharp gaze and looked at them fiercely, his face so gloomy that it seemed like water could drip from it. The few people quickly pretended to be indifferent and turned their heads back, and even started chatting with each other.

It looked so fake!

Amelia bit the chopsticks and looked at Alexander carefully. Alas, being a good person is really hard.

Brother Alexander obviously cared about his face. If he knew that his food tasted so bad, would he want to dig a hole and bury himself?

Alexander reached for the plate in her hand, but Amelia held it tightly and looked at him stubbornly.

She also felt a little aggrieved. She had been trying very hard to protect his dignity. Why did this person insist on trampling his dignity underfoot?

Alexander looked at Amelia, curled his lips into a half-smile, and his gaze was dangerous.

Amelia inexplicably felt her scalp tingling and let go without much backbone.

It wasn't her fault. It was Brother Alexander who abandoned his own dignity.

Only then did Alexander drag the plate in front of him, picked up a small piece of fish and put it in his mouth, chewed it slowly, and suddenly stopped. Then he swallowed it with a straight face.

He pursed his lips and frowned slightly. Obviously, the other two plates of vegetarian dishes were edible, but why was this fish so salty. He looked at the plate of fish in confusion and finally drank some water to suppress the saltiness in his mouth.

At the same time, a certain corner of his heart softened a little. The little girl probably wanted to protect his dignity because she was afraid that he would be embarrassed.

Experiencing this kind of aimless warmth for the first time, something seemed to be like a seed falling in his heart, itchy and painful, wanting to break through the soil.

Then he looked up at Amelia with a complicated gaze. The little girl was looking at him eagerly. Alexander sighed and raised his hand to rub the little girl's curly hair.

The little girl's innocence made his possessiveness even stronger. He wanted to protect her innocence on the one hand, and on the other hand, he wanted her innocence to be only for him.

His gaze towards Amelia unconsciously softened: "In the future, if it's难吃, you must say it, do you understand?"

Amelia: "?!!" In the future...

Ian had been listening carefully to their conversation. Hearing this, he immediately exploded.

There would be a next time?!!!

Was he treating little Amelia as a guinea pig?

Hmph, his cooking was so bad, and he had no self-awareness at all.

Of course, he only dared to think this in his heart. When facing Alexander's cold and indifferent aura, he immediately gave up and smoothed his feathers.

Joke, who would dare to provoke the notorious fierce god in the entertainment industry for no reason!

Amelia suspected that she had heard it wrong. She widened her eyes and looked at Alexander: "In the future?"

Her tawny eyes with a hint of dark blue, under the reflection of the sunlight filtering through the fragmented leaves, refracted tiny spots of starlight, like the purest gem in the world.

Under such a gaze, Alexander nodded expressionlessly: "Yes, in the future."

His gaze was cold and irresistible.

Yes, although Alexander cooked for the first time today and made a terrible dish, he didn't feel embarrassed. Even if his cooking wasn't delicious, the little girl would still have to eat the food he made in the future.

If it wasn't delicious this time, he could go back and practice more.

But the food he made could only be eaten by the little girl.

And Amelia was trembling, weak, pitiful, and helpless.

What kind of hatred or grudge made a foodie eat terrible food.

TAT~ She didn't want to eat yogurt with fish anymore.

Fortunately, Alexander was probably just cooking for the first time and lacked experience, which resulted in this accidental dish. When cooking dinner, it was much more normal. Although it still wasn't very delicious, at least it wasn't that bad anymore.

Amelia quietly let out a big breath. If she continued to eat like she did at noon, with yogurt and fish, her stomach would probably get upset.

When dinner was ready, Alexander learned from the lesson at noon. After tasting it himself and feeling that it wasn't particularly bad, he brought it to the table and had dinner with the little girl.

After dinner, it suddenly started to rain. The rain in summer always came fiercely and grew heavier and heavier.

They quickly took out the spare rain canopy to cover the stove they had set up during the day, otherwise it might not be usable tomorrow.

Amelia didn't forget their new friends in the yard today and also built a temporary shelter for the two geese to keep them from the rain.

Due to the rain, everyone finished washing up early and gathered in one room to play poker.

Alexander was not a sociable person. Up to now, in this program, he was only close to Amelia.

So he didn't participate in their game. Only when Amelia was playing, he taught her how to win.

They sat on the ground in a circle. Alexander sat behind Amelia, and every time he taught her how to play a card, it was like embracing the person into his arms.

Amelia was having so much fun that she didn't notice the ambiguous posture between the two.

Ian across from them was jealous and grinding his teeth. His gaze seemed to be able to burn two holes in the man opposite him.

And Alexander didn't know if it was on purpose. Usually, he looked very intimidating, and anyone who looked at him more would be met with his cold and warning gaze. But at this moment, when being glared at, he acted as if he didn't notice.

Ian gritted his teeth, but there was nothing he could do about this kind of person.

A talented person is not terrible. What's terrible is that this person is talented and shameless.

In his eyes, Alexander was the world's number one shameless person. Clearly an old man, yet still coaxing a little girl. So shameless.

With such a golden finger, Amelia was like a cheater, winning all the way. Ian and Ryan, the two boys, had their faces covered with ghostly drawings by her.

When Ian was the landlord again and lost, he refused to play fair: "Little Amelia, you're cheating. You can't let someone help you."

Amelia blinked and looked back at Alexander, then at Ian, looking very innocent: "You can also ask Brother Alexander to teach you."

Before Ian could say "Who wants him to teach", he heard the man's deep and flat voice: "I won't teach."

Alexander didn't even look at Ian. He just looked down at the little girl who was almost in his arms, and his gaze darkened.

Just now, when she turned her head, he only needed to lower his head slightly to kiss the girl in his arms. It was a great kissing position.

Ian: "..." Who the hell wants you to teach!!!

He felt that he was going to be pissed off.

"Hehehe." Amelia didn't care about the undercurrent between the two men. She only knew that she had won and was about to draw on Ian's face with a colored pen.

Just when everyone was having a great time, Amelia's stomach probably had a long reflex arc. The food she ate at noon only reacted at night.

While drawing on Ian's face, she suddenly covered her mouth, blinked at everyone, got up and ran to the bathroom to vomit.

Ian immediately put down the cards, looked at Amelia's back, and worriedly said: "What's wrong with Amelia? Could it be that she has a stomachache from eating something bad!"

It couldn't be that she was disgusted by his ugliness and vomited, right?!

He raised his hand to touch his face, not knowing how ugly his face was now. It was impossible to make someone vomit from ugliness, right!

Definitely not.

He suddenly remembered something and widened his eyes, turned his head to look at Alexander: "Could it be that she has a stomachache from eating the food you made!"

Alexander's gaze turned cold and looked at him coldly.

Ian felt guilty, but still straightened his back and forced himself to look calm and meet his gaze.

Suddenly, the air became somewhat awkward. Lydia was more worried about the little one's condition. She frowned and kicked Ian.

Ian turned his head and frowned impatiently: "Lydia, why did you kick me?"

Lydia rolled her eyes at him wordlessly and said with a cold face: "I'm going to see how Amelia is doing."

"I'll go." Alexander suddenly stood up, his whole body emitting a gloomy and cold aura. Without looking at the others, he strode towards the bathroom.

Lydia hesitated to look at his back, hesitated for a moment, and finally didn't follow.

When Alexander entered the bathroom, he saw Amelia squatting beside the toilet, vomiting non-stop.

His heart ached and a wave of self-blame and guilt surged out, almost drowning him.

He stood helplessly behind the little girl, tightly clenching his fists.

After all, this was a recording program. The directors were also afraid that something might happen to someone, so they quickly followed in, accompanied by the director's anxious voice: "How is it? Is everything okay?"

Mainly because it was raining tonight, and there was no hospital nearby. There was only a small clinic at the entrance of the village below.

Alexander was in a low mood, and they unconsciously lowered their voices, just looking at him with questioning eyes.

"Get out." Alexander's voice was cold.

The director frowned and wanted to ask more.

"Get out!" His voice became even more gloomy.

The several directors and staff who came to check the situation looked at each other, and finally all walked out and thoughtfully closed the door.

The bathroom in the countryside was very small. With several of them blocking here, the air really didn't circulate well, which wasn't good for Amelia.

When everyone came out, Ian quickly asked: "Is little Amelia okay?"

Hearing this, Lydia and Ryan also looked at them.

The director hadn't seen the person's face and didn't know the specific situation, but thinking that it was just a stomachache from eating something bad, it shouldn't be a big deal.

And for them, it was more important to stabilize people's hearts now, so they forced a smile and said: "It's nothing serious, don't worry."

Leah's eyes flashed, and she timely spoke out, relieved: "It's good that she's okay."

After saying that, she let out a sigh of relief and raised her hand to pat her chest.

Ian was still not reassured and got up to go to the bathroom. The director immediately stopped him: "Little Ian, don't go. Teacher Alexander is taking care of her inside!"

Ian frowned and tried to push him away. Lydia suddenly said: "Ian, with Teacher Alexander inside, don't go and make trouble."

Ian was not convinced: "How am I making trouble?"

After all, they were in the same group. After getting along for a day or two, Ian and Lydia were already very familiar with each other. So he was a little angry at Lydia's obstruction.

Lydia glanced at him indifferently: "The space inside is small. If you go, not only will you not be able to help, but you will only make it more crowded."

Ian frowned, recalling the conditions here, and sat down again unhappily.

Ryan spoke to ease the atmosphere: "Don't worry, Ian. Amelia probably just has a stomachache from eating something bad. It's not a big problem."

As his partner, Leah also chimed in: "Yes, yes! It's just a stomachache from eating something bad, not a big deal, and Amelia is so healthy."

Ian didn't respond to them and just turned the playing cards in his hand.

After everyone left, Alexander looked down at Amelia who was still feeling uncomfortable, his heart aching as if he was also feeling the pain.

He pursed his lips, then squatted beside Amelia, raised his hand to gently pat her back, and said in a low voice: "I'm sorry."

It sounded rather fragile.

He lowered his eyes, and his long and thick eyelashes trembled slightly, like a pair of fragile butterflies flapping their wings. The man who was always cold and heartless in the eyes of outsiders showed a rare vulnerability in front of his little girl at this moment.

A picture flashed through his mind, making him tremble all over. He clenched his fists even tighter, and the veins on his forehead bulged, as if he was trying hard to suppress something.

Amelia finally stopped feeling nauseous. She wiped her mouth, turned her head to look at him, and gave a weak and bright smile, her voice soft and sweet: "It's okay."

The smile was still bright, but because of the nausea just now, a little physiological tear accumulated in her beautiful eyes, like a layer of mist, making her look pitiful.

This also made Alexander relax and not be as tense as before.

He looked at the little girl deeply, and after a while, he reached out to put his arm around her waist without saying a word, helping her up and leaning her against his chest.

Amelia rarely got close to boys. This sudden action made the usually heartless girl feel a little embarrassed.

She awkwardly tried to push Alexander away, but her legs were numb from squatting for too long.

Alexander firmly held her waist and wouldn't let her move. He took a towel, soaked it in hot water, and wiped Amelia's face.

The man had never done this before and always felt that the little girl's skin was delicate. He had no expression on his face, but in fact, he carefully and gently wiped her face, not daring to use force.

After wiping her face, he threw the towel aside and raised his hand to touch Amelia's forehead. Because his hand had just touched the hot water, the temperature was slightly higher, and he didn't feel anything unusual.

He suddenly lowered his head, with one arm around Amelia's waist and the other hand holding her face, pressing his forehead against Amelia's forehead, his dark eyes meeting the little girl's clear and beautiful eyes.

Amelia was startled by this sudden closeness and didn't dare to look into Alexander's eyes. Her eyes wandered, and her ears and cheeks slowly turned red.

Alexander chuckled and pinched the delicate and round earlobe of the little girl's face with the hand holding her cheek.

Amelia only felt a strange feeling pass through her heart, but she couldn't catch it. When she came to her senses, she only felt very embarrassed and wanted to remove the other's hand.