"I'm so stupid, really." Betty wore a playfully traumatized expression, sitting on the chair in a daze, which made Christine seriously wonder what Chen Ze had done to this succubus.
"I should never have entered the kitchen, especially not the manager's kitchen." Betty didn't even know how to describe her current emotions.
Betty had eaten many things, and among them were quite a few that a demon wouldn't want to eat, or rather, would be reluctant to eat. The black bread with swamp moss that she ate while under the slaver's control seemed even tastier compared to what she had today.
Betty couldn't remember how she managed to eat that bite of noodles. More accurately, her memory was completely cut off after that bite of weird noodles entered her mouth.
"What happened to you just now?" Christine asked curiously, while her eyes were fixed on the buffet that Betty had just set down.
