The big palm gently pinched a small green hand, “Speak well, eh?”
“Whatever you want, you don’t care about me anyway.” Gwen replied in a weak voice with a bit of grievance.
Lucas sighed quietly, very helpless, not knowing what to say.
“I was not angry with you just now. I just thought that you were a little unhappy because of the grains, so disregarding your own body.” Lucas said why he ignored Gwen just now.
“I don’t care about my body.” Gwen retorted.
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