Side Story 1: Paul VS Daryl (1)

You are playing with fire, woman." Paul looked down at Daryl with a fond gaze, his long legs leaning against the wall and one hand in the trousers' pocket. The flicker of flames rendered the contour of his face more handsome, and the flirtatious note in his low voice even more palpable.

Daryl, who was squatting near the bonfire, finally burst out while stirring the fuel, "No calls to be so dramatic when I'm only barbecuing the sweet potatoes."

As the fire was flaring furiously and the fuel of resin was spluttering, the tantalizing aroma of burnt sweet potatoes wafted towards them. There would still be a while before August and Lucia arrived at this countryside villa, and Daryl just had a test with the sweet potatoes at the moment.

Paul intoned such a hilarious line because of the bad examples he had learnt from the romance fictions, which he mistakenly thought Daryl would be fond of. He even had dug into it just like doing an academic study and tried to apply it to every aspect of life, properly or improperly.

Daryl couldn't even stop him from going with such assiduity, and stupidity actually.

"Come over here, or you'll miss out your sweet potato." she only gave him a reproachful look.

Okay." The significance of a man in deep thought immediately gave way to obedience, as Paul squatted beside Daryl just like a golden retriever, meekly watching her using a branch to get the sweet potatoes out of the fire.

Ignorant of how piping-hot the food would be, Paul just stretched out his hand for the sweet potatoes eagerly before Daryl could stop him.

Sure enough, he swiftly took his hand back after a slight pause.

"...Got burnt, huh?" teased Daryl.

Paul said after a second, "I'll have another go now!"

What a glutton that he would pay any price just for the food!

you just can't have enough of it. As Daryl only prepared one sweet potato for each of them, Paul had to covet hers

said she, "and we'll still have main course later

the half of the

paused when he was rubbing his

regarded him in

burns on the finger pulps of

cried out

the pain until he had finished

they would just flood their chatting group with tons of messages

Daryl must have got

than I expected."

unexpected

considering about the matter of children?

we haven't..." Daryl took that matter as it came. During the past couple of years, Paul just went with sudden caprices and moods. He would cozy her up one moment, and beg her pardon the next after losing his temper. Daryl could do nothing with such a man. Fortunately,

to come until Paul was really determined. Before that, she could only fill his heart with as much sense

rest was necessary as they would have to get up

tucked up in a nice warm bed after taking a bath. Paul burrowed into the heap of the covers before long, holding Daryl in

up, Daryl pushed him away. ’Don't you sleep by holding me

past days, and she

are weary of me now?" asked

on! You are thinking too much." replied

Paul sighed sentimentally, "Women!"

Daryl was still sleeping in his arms that night. Paul soon began to kiss

to lift his hand up. "It really hurts? Wait a second. I'll go asking the host if they've got

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