Chapter 1782 Playful (2)
- "Don't go!" Harold Campbell immediately stood up, a pleading look on his face, "I won't dare to come again in the future. If she finds out now, can I still eat pasta peacefully in the morning?"
- Nangong Piaoxu heard this and looked at the pasta he had been busy making early in the morning, then looked at Harold Campbell's pleading expression. In the end, she decided not to report it.
- "Alright, I won't go to tell Hazel about it. I just don't want to waste this table of pasta dishes."