Honestly, Xue Ningbo swore she just wanted to see if this eight-year-old boy, who never spoke up and always hid behind Jax Kane, never showing his face unless absolutely necessary, had any tricks up his sleeve, and what new ideas he could come up with in his little head. So even though she had already gotten a pretty good answer, she continued to press him.
"If you can give me one more reason to accept it," Xue Ningbo stared at Flick’s small face with a half-smile. This perverted instructor, who was good at using big sticks, suddenly threw out a big red date for the first time: "After we go back to school, I will treat you to barbecue, as much as you want, and um, there will be free orange juice too!"
Orange juice! Barbecue!! Eat as much as you want, no matter how much you eat!
Flick’s
