C183 Throw a Shampoo

Yeah, theoretically. Yes, but now I want you to eat with me... " It can't be that you don't want to give me face. " She giggled very naturally.

"Of course, no problem. This is my honor." As I spoke, she forced a smile on my face.

"Yeah, I ordered you a cup. Cafu Mocha Mocha. " I think it suits your taste. "

I'm fine with it. Anyway, I'm not picky." As I spoke