"Yeah, I didn't exactly go all out."
Talia simply wanted to dig a hole in the ground and crawl into it.
Her gaze shifted warily.
Lanci sat next to her, hands interlocked and placed before him, his expression unchanging as he pondered.
Talia breathed a sigh of relief.
Good, Lanci wasn't laughing at her.
Unexpectedly, he knew to be serious at a time like this.
Wait a second.
She leaned her side on the table.
She saw the corner of Lanci's mouth, hidden beneath his hands, was trembling uncontrollably.
"Lanci!"
Talia immediately stood up, hooked her arm around Lanci's neck from behind, and yanked him backward.
"Ah, help, Cat Boss, save me! Tata! Miss Isatia is watching us!"
Lanci yelled desperately.
"Meow... I agree to the donation, meow."
Cat Boss didn't want to interrupt these two's play.
If Tata wanted to hit Lanci, let her hit; if Lanci wanted to be hit, let him be hit; after all, both were willing.