|| Chapter 462 || Couch Plays

Ghana abruptly strode toward Moulin with an enthusiastic expression. For a moment, Moulin thought he was being attacked, but a big embrace engulfed him, lifting him inches off the ground. Moulin almost squeaked; however, a warm smile filled his face. Ghana had easily suspected his presence. Truthfully, Moulin didn't have much confidence with his invisibility magic around her.

"It's good to see you too," The youth gave a tiny pat despite feeling his insides squeeze. 

With a big grin, Ghana gently put him down and took a moment to look at him. She stifled a laugh, "Well, you certainly took in some weight. Plump as a peach."

Moulin rolled his eyes, "Yes, I've been eating three times a day."

"It won't do anything without some exercise. What have you been doing? Sleeping all day?" Ghana gave a boisterous laugh, slapping his back.