Bakara shifted from foot to foot unsteadily, it was so surprising to see her without the facade of seriousness and stoicism. Huppermag squeezed your hands tightly, raising her head, opening her blue eyes, she opened her mouth as if she wanted to say something, but did not dare, she looked so fragile, and the starry sky was reflected in her eyes, she swallowed hard, and finally broke the silence

"what do you think of me, not in a friendly way”

her face became serious again, she frowned and pursed her lips