Hearing this, Essa's mother sighed, "Yes, I'm old. How can I understand the romance between you young people?"
"It has nothing to do with romance, OK?" Essa had a headache, feeling her mother's words were getting increasingly ridiculous.
"Are you shy?"
Essa was speechless.
The more she communicated with her mother, the more the latter misunderstood!
Jazz came back from the bathroom soon. Seeing him, Essa smiled, "Here you are! Let's continue having breakfast."
Jazz was speechless.
"Open your mouth! Be good." There was cruelty in her gentle smile.
Jazz felt as if her murderous intention were shooting at him like arrows. Seeing her smile, he even wanted to run away!
He didn’t know whether to open his mouth or not, so he sat motionlessly.
"Come on! You ate too little. You must still be hungry now."
Jazz put on a false smile by moving his cheeks slightly and then opened his mouth. Perhaps because it had been a while, the bun was no longer so hot, and it tasted exactly right.
This time, it was his turn to be smug. Chewing with relish, he gave her a charming smile.
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