Warning: My Mommy Is A Savage! By Seeking A Peaceful

Bmitey looked at Charmine fretfully; she was

overwhelmed with anxiety.

What was Charmine’s plan? Could she turn water into

wine? This was next to impossible.

Meanwhile, Tiffany was seated on a flamingo, a sweet

smile adorning her face as she did. She looked like an

ethereal fairy, protected and unaware of the ongoings

around her.

The avocado green and pink-colored flamingos made

a perfect match. The combination looked so

aesthetically pleasing that one could almost forget

about the midsummer heat. 1

In contrast, Charmine’s large red top paired with a

loose-fitting skirt kept her covered up tightly. Both her

chest and legs could not be seen. How could she best

Tiffany at this rate?

Everyone present was curious, but the nonchalant

Charmine merely turned to ask Tiffany, “Are you sure

you want to sit there i n this manner? Won’t you

regret it?” 1

“Yes. Why not? Can’t you think of any poses to match

mine?” Tiffany replied.

Though it was not so obvious, Tiffany’s reply was

laced with sarcasm. 1

this even

held her tongue. She swung

same flamingo and sat

flamingo

her legs as

did. After all, her long skirt

and she gave

Charmine would lose this time.

crowd sighed. 1

reached out

shoulders. Face entirely stoic yet

her weight toward that

to do this in a

crowd was astounded.

into a

What a move!

crowd and said,

shoot.”

his senses

viewfinder. Once h e pointed

he started

thought of stepping in,

hand, she decided

what pose Charmine would strike,

on still looked complicated

and layers of mesh and

would buy this

Charmine’s expressions were outstandingly

was doing just

classically attractive. Furthermore, the

compare who would rake up

How could Charmine

chance? 1

because of

decided to stand down.

piped the photographer.

me your best

said, he prepared himself to