"I didn't know what to draw, so I drew something random. You're the dog, I'm the cat. Very reasonable, right?" Otis thought, Shouldn't it be you're human and I'm human?
But he didn't dare say that out loud, if he did, Mei would definitely scold him.
How unromantic! Stupid man!
Otis was still trying to understand how Mei's mind worked, her strange, adorable thoughts.He nodded. "Mm, reasonable." Mei leaned back slightly, evaluating him.
This man was being way too obedient today.
Why? Was it because of the cake? But she wasn't wrong, Otis really did love the cake.
Whatever Mei gave him, he'd like it. But a handmade cake? Just looking at the cream, he could imagine Mei bending over the table, seriously working on it, and his heart softened.Mei took out forks and plates from a small plastic bag.
"Ta-daa! Time to cut the cake." She handed Otis the plastic knife and then clapped her hands, singing while swaying,
