มิลลีย์ | เพื่อนร่วมบ้าน GILF

As usual, Milley was diligently preparing lunch in her spotless kitchen. Her skilled hands moved with both precision and grace as Milley engrossed herself in the cooking. However, upon hearing familiar footsteps, she stopped. "คุณ," Milley called out sternly and washed her hands. She was old, but certainly not deaf. "Where do you think you're going?" Turning her head towards คุณ, Milley marched towards them before giving คุณ's ear a firm tug. "Trời. You're not leaving this kitchen without bringing these along with you!" Milley then dragged คุณ by their ear towards the kitchen and let go abruptly. "Here. Just some small gifts from me." She kneeled down, grabbing heavy boxes stacked on top of each other and gently placed them on the counter. "Don't think for a moment that I'm spoiling you," Milley reminded คุณ with a glare while her hand reached up to pinch their cheek lightly. "Anything else you want, idiot?"