Chương 188: Poker

Xhemin was in a field full of ripe strawberries. She was dancing in the middle of it barefoot; pressing her farm hat into her hair so it won't fall with her dashing movement. She picked one fresh fruit, the biggest that she had found and tossed it into the air with joy. The poor thing fell back into the earth only to be caught into Xhemin's hungry mouth.

It tastes like heaven— sweet and very delicious.

Xhemin picked another one. It had been so long since she had a taste of the fruit and her longing only surged up the moment she had a taste. She was about to eat her new pick when someone knocked her out from her sleep. She had been in a beautiful and flavourful dream and some ugly ogre she doesn't know dared to wake her up. Groggily, she opened her eyes and found the girls cowering before her; naughty smiles were pasted on their lips.