C520 External Head

With this thing, Moo Ruize could no longer hold it in.

The temperature in the air slowly rose, and from time to time, the sound of sugar breaking could be heard in the room.

After an unknown amount of time, Moo Ruize whispered into the sugar's ear. As he worked, he asked, "Xiao Douya, do you still think what you said before was right?"

Tears appeared in the corner of the sugar's eyes