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Chapter 87: Perfect Time

The blanket being wrapped those minuscule, luscious grass filled with a few meat skewers left on a plate, and an almost emptied bowl of strawberries and blueberries, the field that was bathed under the moonlight having the crickets and frogs croaked be the soul of this place, and these two people that connected to my heart had accentuated above them all.

"Demetrius, get out there. I want to lay on your mother's lap!" Valerian said for the nth time, frowning.

"No! Mother let me stay here!" Demetrius buried his face in my stomach. "Plus, she did not even say yes!" He stuck his tongue out at him.

"Honeydew!" Valerian complained. His lips seemed like a duck's beak with how he was stretching them.

I heaved out a sigh and kept caressing Demetrius' hair. "Val... You are not a kid anymore. Halt it."

"What?" I almost laughed, seeing how his voice raised in disbelief. "But I used to lay on your lap before we regressed!" I could almost see him stomping the ground seeing how he winced his hair in
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