Chapter 28 Skin-toned Latino, with a V-shaped body and six-packed abs, reflected on the mirror. After a while, it was covered by a blue uniform shirt, tucked with ironed pants strapped by the garrison belt. As he opened the door, he suddenly smelled a toasting luncheon meat and a fried egg. He entered the kitchen and looked at the woman with blank eyes. "I'm leaving," he farewelled monotonously and walked directly to the door. He twisted the knob, at the same time, he felt something wrapped on his wrist. Looking what's behind, cute puppy eyes blinked in front of him, "Please taste the special dish I prepared." "I already tasted a Spam." Janna formed pouty lips, "This is special because it was fried by my own hands," she pleased sweetly like a child. Yahir used to eat breakfast in th

