When Jasmine Yale came out of the restroom, she saw the little Santa Claus running over again.
Seems to be bothering Sylvan Cheney.
Jasmine Yale smiled.
She doesn't know what makes Sylvan's icy-faced popular.
But many people seemed to fall for it.
She herself had been utterly enchanted by that face.
As soon as Jasmine Yale came out, Sylvan lowered his voice and yelled at Chale Cheney——
Chale Cheney left with a wronged expression.
So annoying!
He could only look at Jasmine Yale from a distance, unwillingly.
As soon as Chale Cheney left, Sylvan turned towards Jasmine Yale.
"What do you want to play?" He asked, ruffling her hair a bit.
Jasmine Yale shook her head: "Let's find a place to rest, I don't want to play."
Saying that, she walked towards a delicate sweets shop.
"Wait." Sylvan called her.
Jasmine Yale paused, turned her head in confusion: "Huh?"
"Your shoelace has come undone."
His voice was calm and composed.
