After Alfred entered the bathroom, Mia walked out of the door softly.
The owner of the supermarket downstairs was still that old man, but he could no longer recognize Mia, for she had changed a lot.
When she came back, Alfred just finished washing. He didn't anything.
Mia went into the kitchen and opened the cabinet on the top of her head. She wanted to take out two glasses, but they were too deep for her to reach even on tiptoe.
When she was about to pick up a stool, someone came up behind her and helped her take out the cups with one hand.
There was no need to look back, Mia knew who it was. He had just taken a shower and his body was still a little hot, which was very closed to her.
"I pour you some water!" She didn't turn her head and said in a low voice.
"I'm no
