When Seraphina, with a face of satisfaction, put down the dragon leg bone and let out a small, contented burp, two hours had already passed.
She patted her slightly bulging belly, exhaling with infinite satisfaction.
"That was wonderful... I've never eaten so happily before!"
Ansel wiped the corner of Seraphina's mouth, "Are you satisfied?"
The top-notch chef, the most perfect ingredients, creating the ultimate feast. For Ansel, this was his first time celebrating Seraphina's birthday, the significance was naturally extraordinary, so he strived to do his best.
"Of cour…"
Seraphina's subconscious response suddenly stopped, she touched her lips, looking at Ansel with a somewhat guilty, but also eager anticipation.
"Well, Ansel... if I- I say… although I'm very satisfied with the meal, but there are still many things I want to do..."
