Mason Nightshade glanced around at a few people, "They're already used to it."
"..." That was indeed quite pitiful.
She couldn't break other people's habits.
Aurelia Shaw finished the bowl of egg custard in front of her, and a glass of milk was handed to her. She looked at Mason Nightshade.
"Be good, my dear, drink it and you'll grow stronger."
Rocco Cooper: "..."
Pablo: "..."
Sixth: "..."
Amanda Fuller: "..." Mr. Night, are you sure Aurelia's body needs to grow any more?
Aurelia looked down at her chest, then raised her eyebrows at Mason, "It's big enough."
Mason's face unexpectedly turned a bit red, even the tips of his ears flushed. Yet, his handsome face still maintained a serious expression. He wrapped his hand around her waist, lightly pinched her side, and whispered softly into her ear:
Through gritted teeth, "Just say things like this to me alone."
Aurelia raised an eyebrow at him, "Possessiveness?"
