"Is this a Sequence 6 potion?" Although she was already very sure, she still couldn't help but ask for confirmation.
Eros chuckled and said, "I went to the church to exchange this for you. Haven't you already digested the Sequence 7 potion?"
After hearing that Eros had gone to the church at great expense to exchange for a Sequence 6 finished potion for her, Sifrea looked at Eros' beautiful eyes, and a layer of mist began to fill them, filled with lingering affection.
Seeing that Sifreya was just looking at him without saying anything, Eros extended his hand forward again and said with a smile:
"Let's go! I'll take you to promotion."
Xifula sniffed and hummed softly.
Then she apologized to Mary and others at the card table and left with Eros.
The further she walked, the softer her body became, until in the end she was completely nestled in Eros' arms.
She wasn’t strong enough to help Eros before, but after she advances to Sequence 6, she should be able to help Eros, right?
She doesn't want to be just a pretty vase.
After the two walked away, Mary glanced at her mother who was hiding behind her, with a look of suspicion on her face:
"What are you hiding from?"
"Ah? No! When did I hide? Haven't I been standing here the whole time?" Seraphina's eyes were wandering, and she pretended to be calm.
Mary looked her mother up and down and said, "I feel like something is wrong with you since last night."
"How did you talk to your mother? What's wrong with me?" Seraphina felt a little guilty.
The more Mary looked at it, the more she felt something was wrong. She threw away the cards in her hand, quickly dragged her mother to a corner, and asked:
"Did you try to hook up with Eros and get rejected by him? Otherwise, why are you hiding?"
Seraphina, who felt a little guilty at first, immediately became dissatisfied when she heard this:
"What are you talking about! With my figure, my temperament, and my looks, do you think there would be a man who would refuse me?"
When Mary heard this, she felt that it made sense. Based on her understanding of Eros, if her mother really asked, he would definitely not refuse.
But since it wasn't embarrassing to be rejected, why was my mother hiding?
I guess Mary would never have thought that her mother, who was always telling dirty jokes, was actually a master of talking.
It was just a light touch on my lips, but I still haven't recovered from the impact.
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