Sofia sat on a red couch with a straight back. Fein went beside her and lay down on her lap, then stared at Sofia, who was also looking at him. He patted his belly with satisfaction and says. "Sorry if I that's the only thing that I cooked... I didn't bring ingredients to do other dishes."
"It's okay. It's just breakfast, anyway. I got used to not eating heavy meals early in the morning." Sofia has a sweet smile on her face as she played with Fein's white hair stand on her fingers. Then she couldn't help but become curious about it again. "Fein, do you mind if I ask why your appearance changed like this? But if it's a sensitive thing... you can choose not to answer."
Hearing this, Fein smiled a little. "Actually, you can ask anything you're curious about. Don't be too sensible when it comes to me, okay? After all, you are mine now, aren't you?"
