Sean suddenly stretched his hand out, and a bodyguard dropped a clean apple in Sean's hand, immediately. David and Jude shook their heads, while Zenos glanced at him briefly.
“I'm afraid that—one day—you'll be the first to be diagnosed as having too much fruit illness, you fruit addict…”
Sean took a mouthful, swallowed the bite, and he immediately opened his mouth to bicker with the trio, who were always mocking his fruit-eating habit. “At least mine is still…”
Sean paused, his eyes suddenly sparkled with an enigmatic glimmer, and the retort words that were about to be uttered were all forgotten, completely.
“Eh!” Sean suddenly exclaimed and grinned slyly. He extended his empty hand and placed his hand on Zenos's shoulder.
