Capítulo 158: His Similarities to Her First Lover

Placing one arm behind Leslie's back and the other under the crook of her knees, Calix carefully carried her from the bed to the wheelchair. Grinning, he was still amused by her answer.

"You can't help from thinking about food all the time, en?" Calix playfully teased Leslie, moving his hands away from her, "Well, do you want it now? We can have lunch quite later."

The clock was pointing to eleven-fifteen. Lunch would be served in less than two hours. Aunt Wendy was already preparing for the meal.

Leslie gasped, just realizing the time. She didn't expect that lunch hour was already closely approaching.

Did she really sleep for that long?

"Is that... okay?" staring at Calix, Leslie asked hesitantly, "You can... make it some... other time..."

Leslie was not really thinking about having the soup. She actually dreamed about Calliope. The answer came out spontaneously as she recalled Calix's words to make some pumpkin soup for her.