Caught off guard, Loraine froze, a blush immediately suffusing her face. She stammered, “What… why


    did you eat from mine?”


    Marco’s expression was one of pure innocence, clearly misinterpreting the situation and assuming


    Loraine wanted him to sample her portion.


    He blinked and earnestly offered his untouched crepe to Loraine. “Then take mine, have a bite in


    return?”


    Loraine spluttered, a flurry of embarrassment and bewilderment seizing her. She was at a loss for how


    to respond.


    After a brief pause, she threw Marco a faux-irritated nce and said,


    “Who wants to eat your food? Let’s move.”


    With that, she swiveled around and took a step forward, though she held onto the crepe that Marco had


    taken a bite from, instead of discarding it.


    Watching Loraine’s reaction, Marco, initially befuddled, could not fathom what had transpired. But then,


    he chanced upon a young couple on the street, intimately feeding each other snacks, their Lips


    indirectly meeting through the shared morsels. Suddenly, the realization struck him.


    Had he inadvertently shared an indirect kiss with Loraine?


    A smile lit up Marco’s eyes as he grasped the root of Loraine’s difiture. His earlier gloomy


    demeanor, weighed down by his past, noticeably Lightened. He watched Loraine’s retreating back and


    hastened his pace to join her.


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    Loraine walked briskly, but she stealthily kept him in her peripheral vision, concerned about losing sight


    of him. Seeing him closing the gap, she pressed onward without casting a nce his way, feigning


    indifference.


    It wasn’t long before Marco reached Loraine and blocked her path, a mischievous, teasing smile


    gracing his features. He purposefully extended his share of the crepe towards Loraine’s lips and said,


    “Apologies for the misunderstanding earlier. Since I’ve sampled your portion, it’s only fair you try mine.”


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    Loraine’s brows knitted in hesitation and uncertainty. But confronted with his resolute demeanor, which


    hinted he wouldn’t yield until sheplied, she exhaled a sigh of surrender and reluctantly took a bite.


    As she was about to admonish Marco for his antics, she observed him once again replicating her bite


    mark on his crepe.


    This time, his action appeared deliberate. In full view, he painstakingly aligned his bite with her


    indentations and took another bite.


    Loraine’s cheeks flushed immediately, and Marco, unsatisfied, continued to fan the mes.


    “Why so bashful? The crepe vendor specifically mentioned it was intended for couples. Isn’t itmon


    for couples to share their food?”


    He delivered these yful words with a veneer of seriousness, almost causing Loraine to sputter. She


    shot him a look of exasperation, but the sight of his smirking lips quelled her rising irritation.


    Loraine had chosen this spot not only to safeguard Marco’s pride and sidestep potential bacsh from


    an extravagant restaurant visit at such a critical juncture, but also to offer him some rxation.


    And her n seemed sessful as Marco’s spirits visibly lifted.


    With a soft huff, Loraine responded, “What couples? Are you taking the crepe vendor’s words at face


    value? Never mind, I won’t bicker with you today.”


    But Marco was determined to test the waters.