"Faga, push harder! We're almost there!"
In the overcrowded center of Wildfire, all you could hear was Bernice singing karaoke while shaking a cocktail shaker and tapping on a drum kit.
Eileen's eyes flashed, and upon seeing a cotton candy vendor on the street, she immediately leaned on Fagga's back, using Fagga's relatively broad body to push through the crowd and get closer and closer to the cotton candy vendor.
"Weren't you supposed to be a wolf-type girlfriend? Why am I the one going first? And, did we already have so much sugar that we had leftovers to make cotton candy?"
Faga muttered to himself, but despite saying that, he still chuckled helplessly and pushed through the crowd to the cotton candy vendor.
"Boss, two servings of cotton candy, please."
Fagga shouted loudly, afraid that his voice would drown out Bernice, who could be heard but not seen.
The stall owner turned around upon hearing this and said cheerfully, "Sure, I'll make it for you right now, but we only accept cash!"
"no problem."
Fagga turned to look at Elaine.
When Ellen noticed Fagga's gaze, she immediately turned her head away to avoid looking at him, pretending to whistle as if nothing had happened. In reality, she couldn't even whistle properly; the monotonous tone would only create a unique kind of excitement in people's minds and bodies.
At least Fagar felt it quite well.
"Hey, senior, it's time to pay!"
Fagar chuckled, gesturing with his chin toward the stall owner, urging Ellen to hurry up and pay.
Eileen trembled at the sound and instinctively turned to look at Fagga, only to immediately see the mocking expression on Fagga's face, with a hint of amusement in his eyes.
Knowing she couldn't avoid it, Ellen sighed, glared at Fagga, and then took her wallet out of her maid outfit pocket.
The metal chain followed the slender, jade-like fingers and pulled down quickly with a hissing sound. Ellen's fingertips swept across several bank cards in succession.
Although the account balance is not small, unfortunately mobile payments have been temporarily suspended, rendering the money in the card temporarily useless data.
The entire bank card was far less valuable than the Tenny coins in Ellen's wallet used for supermarket change.
So, with a pang of heartache, Eileen looked at the few coins left in her wallet, counted them, and reluctantly took them all out and placed them on the stall owner's counter.
Just as the Tennyson coins clattered against the counter, Eileen felt as if a part of her heart had been torn away. Her legs gave way, and she collapsed into Fagga's arms, clutching his clothes tightly. She gently inhaled the unique scent of blood on Fagga's body and sighed:
"Ah, suddenly I have nothing and feel empty. Is this what it feels like to be poor? I worked so hard during the day, but by nightfall I had spent all my savings."
Fagar, supporting Eileen's waist, said irritably, "Who told you not to carry more cash with you? See, you're out of money now?"
"Also, don't casually lament about life. If you do, the Rabbit House and the Rope Maker will cry."
Eileen muttered to herself, "What do I care if they cry or not?"
Suddenly, Ellen turned around in Faga's arms, lifted Faga's chin with her index finger, and pretended to be an adult. Even though she was the one attacking with the magical artifact, she was the one who blushed first.
"Little vampire, your senior is out of money. Don't you think it's our duty as your junior to do something to help him through this difficult time?"
"No way! What kind of senior asks a junior for money? Or are you saying you're not going to be the so-called 'Wolf Sister' anymore?"
However, such temptation could not possibly seduce Fagga. Instead, he took the initiative and pinched Eileen's cheek, which displeased Eileen. A hint of anger flashed in her eyes, but she quickly suppressed it with her charming disguise.
Wolf Sister...
elder sister?
First of all, Lina definitely doesn't count; she's too gentle, and Ellen feels that such a personality can only suppress her pitiful self.
If I really copied Lina's behavior, I might be bullied even more by Fagga.
So, who can be a role model for me on my path to becoming a "wolf sister"?
Hey!
simple!
Although they only met once, Jane left a unique impression on Eileen.
If you put yourself in Jane's body, you will definitely be able to firmly suppress Fagga!
Um!
Eileen clenched her fist silently in her heart, encouraging herself—Jane, grant me the power to suppress Fagga!
The first step to "training" your boyfriend is to stroke the back of his head and let him lean against you while you talk.
So, without thinking, Ellen puffed out her cheeks like a goldfish and pushed away Fagia's hand that was pinching her pretty face. She then stood on tiptoe and reached her hand towards the hair at the back of Fagia's head.
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