"..."
Talia restrained the strength in her hand, feeling like her blood pressure was about to explode.
Damn green tea!
But today, she would definitely hold back.
It had blown up with him!
"...Lanci, will you keep holding my hand, please?"
Talia asked with a warm smile, in a loving, gentle murmur.
"..."
"Of course, I can."
Lanci seemed to be enduring a tingling scalp, answering with a respectful, trembling voice.
In the distance outside the restaurant.
Two figures were watching the restaurant interior through binoculars.
Rosalinda had a black cat perched on her head.
"Wow, they're holding hands even as they sit in the restaurant, this is just too...!"
Rosalinda covered the top half of her face, her body twisting with emotion.
"They really don't want to let go of each other's hands!"
Aitio, too, was visibly excited, shaking Rosalinda and urging her not to miss the beautiful moments between Lanci and Tata.
