A few months later, when you were making bread at home, Grace Kento suddenly walked in and went straight to the kitchen, hugging your waist from behind.
You still had flour in your hand, so you twisted your shoulders and turned him over, "You don't want to eat bread?"
"Eat, and take some food to school." Grace Kento buried his head in your hair and said in a muffled voice.
You noticed something was wrong with your boyfriend, and slowly slowed down your movements and said, "Well, I will also bring some bread to school on Monday for my girlfriends, Grace..."
"Um?"
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