"The spaghetti is over there. And I would like to get some meat to supplement your nutrition." Adam was doing well in the role of a househusband. He pushed the cart to the fresh and cold section.
"Little bunny, the smell is not good in that section. Why don't you wait here? I will come back soon."
"Okay." In fact, Tracey already had a feeling of nausea.
The cart was already full when Adam came back from the fresh and cold section. He complained, "Look, the cart is already full with that few stuff."
Shooting a glance at the cart, Tracey saw all kinds of meats, and the taste of that brown sugar water seemed to relive in her memory." Well, Adam, do you cook?"
"No." Adam answered without any hesitation, and Tracey raised her eyebrows.
"Why do you buy all these stuff?"
"I can learn. It is easy. I will download the recipes when back home. You have my word that they won't taste so bad as before." "Mmm." There was a time when Tracey lost interest in all food connected with brown sugar because of that sweet water cooked by Adam.
Sometimes, her body would automatically respond to the word like brown sugar or ginger with a physiological reaction like vomiting. Adam had gifts in ruining one's appetite.
"What else do we need?" Adam racked his brains.
It was time for Tracey to intervene in his irrational consumption, or they might come home with some swaddling clothes.
"Enough. Let's go home now."
"Alright, if you feel tired. We have to go back to cook now, and I am starving." Adam paid the bills.
On the way home, Tracey fell asleep in the car. The food was piled up in the backseats, and Tracey slept besides him.
A baby, who might be a cute princess, was on the way to join them. All these made Adam happy like a flower was blossoming in his heart.
The little princess must look like Tracey, as the gene of the R family was powerful. And Adam would love to look after his little princess.
With the rising and falling music circulating in the car, Adam drove home. Tracey was still in a sound sleep when the car stopped in the garage. Adam came downstairs for the loots after carrying Tracey back to the bed.
Tracey wasn't wakened up by Adam. When on the bed, she slept on after turning over.
Adam turned off the light and headed for the kitchen quietly. There he got down to the supper clumsily.
He managed to cook several dishes. Considering the nutrition for both Tracey and the baby, Adam prepared more than needed.
There were chicken soups, fried vegetables, and shredded meat. It was already half- past eight when the supper was ready.
Adam woke up the girl on the bed gently, "Little bunny, wake up. Time for supper."
Tracey opened his eyes with great difficulty, "Adam, I am so tired, and I want to sleep."
"Come on. Let's sleep on after taking some food, okay?" Adam coaxed her in a soft voice.
"I'm sleepy..." Tracey yawned, and her eyes closed tightly again after being open for a little while.
"I know, but you must eat on time for your stomach. Be good." Adam bent over to kiss her on the lips, and Tracey was awakened completely.
Tracey looked at him helplessly, "Adam, you are bad."
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