Come on Daddy!

Oca scooped up a bit and put it into his mouth, savoring it.

Hazel kept her eyes on Oca's face to see his reaction.

"How's that? Is it delicious?" She was expecting his answer.

"Not bad." Oca dabbed at the corner of his lips with a tissue.

For Oca, who grew up eating Western food, the dishes in Country Z seemed to be all the same, and there was nothing he particularly liked.

"This soup is very complex in the making. In the past, only the emperor or noble people could have it," Hazel said with pride.

Oca just twitched his lips and took a few more sips.

Hazel smiled more satisfactorily.

Their flirting left Nora breathless, making her feel too uncomfortable to breathe.

But Patriarch was having dinner, so she, as a junior, could not leave.

After finishing the meal, Nora felt tired.

When they could finally leave, Nora found that she didn't have a car, and Alan came with his father in the Way Family car, so he didn't drive either.

Drivers took a day off on weekends, so there was no driver at home.

Alan had a few drinks and couldn't drive. Nora was feeling sick and didn't want to drive.

Oca pulled up next to Alan and Nora. The window rolled down to reveal Hazel's beautiful face.

She smiled at Alan and Nora and said, "Alan, Nora, let us give you a ride."

Thanks!" Alan thought it was great to have someone

open the door

wanted to refuse, but she was afraid that others might see

to look natural and

to hold Nora's hand, but she picked up

and closed his eyes to have a

and Alan, feeling a little too calm in the car, asked, "Hazel, did Mr. Moore chase after

question was

immediately drawn

was playing the game, her mind had drifted away, and

about to speak, Oca opened

answer. Actually, she had been after him since the first time she met him in Country M, and

that it was he who

Oca out of the corner of

she was still infatuated with

are supposed to take the initiative. Hazel is such a good looking and excellent girl. Maybe Mr. Moore was afraid that

embarrassed

that she had pursued Oca first, but now Alan had misunderstood her so much,

noticed in the faint light that Hazel's face had a

parents have arranged for you? Did you have fallen

her when my mother gave me her picture as I was afraid that if I

me goose pimples."

you love someone, like I love you, Nora." Alan leaned forward. "Hazel, don't say you haven't said such

ask Mr. Moore if he had said

If he didn't confess his love to Hazel, would

eyes ran across

hot and uncomfortable. "Alan," she said, "it doesn't matter if two guys know each