And I Know He's the Best, When...

He always know the answer of my questions.... I found this amazing, since I ask a lot, to the silliest thing one might think about.
(I know for sure who should I call when I stuck on Who Wants to be a Millionaire show)

He picks me up every day, every where, just to make sure I got home safe and sound.

He allows me to go shopping anytime I want, knowing that I'll beg him to pay for my dinner for the rest of the month :p

He didn't get mad when I spilled glass of coke on his KFC Original, and refused when I offered to buy him another. He ate it calmly and forbid me to taste it. He said that the chicken was too good that he did not want to share it with me. But I knew it must tasted awful and he did not want me to taste it.

He never care what kind of clothes I wear. And always says that I look OK, though I know I look like a maid. And never forbid me to eat whatever I want and always convinces me I look just fine. (I know he's lying. But I don;t care :p)

And just now, he did not say a word when the instant noodle he ate had a slight taste of soap, since I might not rinse the bowl carefully. I know he did not want to make me feel guilty and throw the whole noodle away...

I know he's hopelessly unromantic. But one couldn't have everything in life, could they?