One day after the monster festival.

Sereven and Ace strolled down the street.

“Ace, do you want to eat sweet potato balls?” Serven looked at Ace beside her.

Ace’s eyes lit up, but she quickly shook her head, “Crepey.” ”

“Why do you suddenly want to eat this?” Serven asked casually, and without prevarication, led Ace towards the crepe stall.

“Boss, two crepes. One part mustard flavor, one stinky tofu flavor. ”

“Okay, wait a minute—”

The boss skillfully got busy, “Guest, two crepes are ready-”

After getting the crepe, Ace laughed.

Although I don’t understand why Ace is suddenly so attached to crepes, Serven herself becomes happy because of Ace’s smile.

“Severn.”

“Huh?”

Serven turned his head and saw Ace holding the cake in both hands, with a shallow smile on her face, and brought the pastry stuffed with pure white whipped cream to her lips.

So it was like this –

I don’t know if Ace was on a whim or what’s wrong, and actually wanted to feed herself-

Serven laughed and opened his mouth to take a bite.

“It’s delicious.”

“Hmm.”

The two men held hands and walked away unhurriedly.

“Do you still eat sweet potato balls?”

“Hmm!” (Read violent novels, just go to Feilu Fiction Network!) )

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