Chapter 82
- I quickly dropped a few slices of beef into Damien’s bowl, the heat rising to my face had nothing to do with the hotpot in front of us.
- “Hehe, I… I was just joking, okay? Don’t take it seriously!” I mumbled, hoping the steam would hide the panic in my eyes.
- He didn’t flinch. In fact, a rare smile tugged at the corner of his mouth, subtle but unmistakable.