“At least buy me…” Nigel looked at the small restaurants in the surroundings. They were either dark and smoky or had a bunch of general workers eating lunch boxes outside.

He pinched his nose. He must go all out if he wanted to get with this self-restrained chick!

“No matter what, you should at least buy me a ten-dollar lunch box, right?”

“Alright,” Sabrina replied promptly.

The two bought a lunch box, the type that had two choices of vegetables and a portion of meat.

Sabrina was full of the two mushroom sandwiches she ate. She sat opposite Nigel and stared at him while he ate.

This feeling was extremely awkward.

It was more awkward because Sabrina, who was sitting opposite Nigel, had an extremely bland expression. As he ate the lunch box that was as tasteless as wax, Nigel really wanted to reach over and recklessly rub on those cold and helpless little cheeks.

The best would be to pull her into his arms and have his way with her.

He did not believe that she would still be a