Chapter 70 Finding An Excuse To Blame Me
- About ten minutes later, Oberon came back, holding his laptop bag in one hand and a black plastic bag in the other. He handed the black bag to me. “Go put it on.”
- I took the bag from him. Just as I was about to take a step, I pulled back and tiptoed, giving him a quick kiss on the cheek. “Thank you, Uncle Zimmer.”
- He chuckled, gave my waist a light squeeze, and quickly let go.