Yeah, whenever he gets impulsive, he ends up with a nosebleed. No wonder he doesn't dare to have any improper thoughts.
Valentine Teller covered her mouth and laughed, "What are you going to do in the future? Spend a lifetime avoiding having kids just to prevent nosebleeds?"
Turstin Muller scratched his head and said shyly, "I think I'll slowly adapt and improve. Now I can even look at your face, right? The more I interact, the better it should get."
"It should get better." Valentine Teller encouraged him, patting his shoulder, "Come on, let's go dance at the square, I'll go back a bit later."
"Sure, there are quite a lot of people dancing at the square around this time."
Turstin Muller nodded in agreement.
The two of them walked together to nearby Caste Square.
The square was bustling with activity; many people gathered to dance, though most were older, and there were few young people.
