"You can cook well, Asher." I glanced at him while eating the cream soup he made.Asher looked at me. "It's good that what I cook can put you in a better mood," Asher said, sitting in front of me. He watched my face, and then his hand rubbed the bottom of my lips.When I saw his hand, I knew he was sweeping the soup with his finger. For a moment, I felt embarrassed, and then a few seconds later, my heart raced. I looked at him silently. He had just put his finger into his mouth, tasting the creamy marks that stuck under my lips casually.I snorted softly. Yes, my mood had improved so that I could remember things very clearly. Of course, I'm talking about the memory of I got drunk when I came to Martin's apartment."Yes, so good that I can remember their betrayal of me," I replied to his words casually.While I was maintaining my loyalty, two important people who I thought would never betray me were doing disgusting things behind my back.I began to wonder why I had to be so conservati
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