"Can we eat anything?" Zoe Yale blinked her crystal-clear big eyes, a sly gleam flashing underneath.
Seeing this, Diego Larson's heart skipped a beat. With his intuition, he knew she must be scheming something in that little head of hers.
But seeing her adorably sneaky look, he couldn't help but go along.
"Yeah, you can eat anything you want." When Diego heard his own voice, his rationality hadn't caught up yet.
"Then take me to the food street from yesterday. Today we'll try something else tasty and continue eating!" As soon as Zoe heard him agree, she happily jumped forward, reaching out to grab his arm.
"..." Diego glanced at her playful little face, his gaze fell on her hand holding his, eyes slightly wavering, and he nodded decisively, opening the car door to let her in.
As long as Zoe had food, she was happy. With yesterday's experience, today they didn't sit down, but walked along the pedestrian street, eating as they went.
