"It's cold again fishballs, let's just eat. You can tweet!" Matri rebuked us.

Emi had settled down so I had her food. Our dish is fried chicken now, but my son is accustomed to letting the streetfoods so I put it in his plate.

I watched her secretly. He first eaten the quartet, he was still touched as he ate it. I just smiled.

Your dad's money is what I bought.

After we ate, I let her go to the room first because I was going to eat our meal.

But when I took Emi to the room and when I returned to the dining, alas, the sparrow was leading...