Preslie immediately explained to Sheldon, "Mr. Hawls, don't worry. This drink is for women. I can't just give it to you." After a pause, she said out of curiosity, "But if you really want to drink something, I guess I can give you a cup?"

Sheldon's eyes fell on the cup in Preslie's hands.

It seemed to contain some sort of sweet-smelling tea.

Sheldon wouldn't have noticed it until Preslie talked about it.

And even if he did, he didn't want to drink it at all.

He'd never had a habit of drinking tea.

But under Preslie's inquisitive gaze, Sheldon nodded unexpectedly.

Preslie was stunned.

She felt very confused.

She'd never thought that Sheldon really wanted to drink it.

She had always thought that men did not like to drink this kind of stuff.

Besides, a manly man like Sheldon probably wouldn't like it at all!

Preslie stood up. "Mr. Hawls, wait a minute. I'll get you a cup."

After a moment, Preslie came over with another cup of chamomile tea.

Sheldon drank it on the sofa.

He didn't taste anything as the liquid entered his mouth.

But Sheldon still finished it in one gulp.

After finishing the tea, Sheldon thought that he should also talk to Preslie about the bag.

But he couldn't spit it out.

Preslie noticed a pair of eyes looking straight at her.

They belonged to Sheldon.

Preslie was silent.

A series of question marks flew across her mind. Did Sheldon want more of the tea?

But there was no more left.

Preslie chuckled. "Mr. Hawls, I didn't know you also liked to drink this. If I did, I'd have made more. Now, it's all gone."

Sheldon didn't say anything.

bag, so he didn't pay attention to

at her without replying, she felt

Sheldon was a person who didn't care about food, but she didn't expect him to be so greedy, even greedier than her! Preslie said sadly,

offered her

anything, as if he was in a

snapped out of his trance when

took a deep

he couldn't hold it off

give the bag

should stop stalling

still a

and walked into

froze as she held the

the bedroom without saying

why would

were only two

Sheldon was unhappy because the chamomile tea

shoved her cup towards Sheldon. Sheldon didn't want to

was a hint of gloom in

that had happened to her back in high

girl in her class was eating some ice cream. Halfway done with the ice ream, she

was shouting. It was really an

Preslie bit her lip.

men would only be happy if they ate

ordinary woman like her, all

had

down the cup in her

suddenly lost the mood to keep

the door to Sheldon's

and placed it in front of Preslie. "Preslie, I picked this up on the way home. I don't need it, so I'm giving it to you." Sheldon tried to act as if it

that Sheldon went back to his bedroom

went back to the bedroom

of joy welled up in her heart, and the darkness in her eyes

over the leftover tea to Sheldon. Sheldon didn't drink it, but at least he didn't dislike her as

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given her a bag, even if it was something he

moment, she couldn't help

always known that Sheldon was

the bag and held her

this bag seems to be

and taking a look at it. She found a receipt in the bag. It

Sheldon's

been

the receipt was still in

and flustered

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