After saying that, Wanda’s face became even redder, like a ripe apple. She looked so cute that Carlisle wanted to nt a kiss on <b>her </b>face.


    However, there were several passersby in the area. He didn’t mind it as he didn’t care about what people thought, but Wanda was easily prone to shyness.


    “Shall we stroll along the river?”


    “Okay!” Wanda flushed and nodded fervently.


    Then, they walked hand in hand to the riverside.


    Breaking thefortable silence, Wanda suddenly asked, “Carlisle, what’re you going to perform at the bonfire party?”


    “It’s a secret.”


    “But…” Wanda pouted.Property of N?)(velDr(a)ma.Org.


    She suddenly recalled how Queenie acted cute in front of Zachary. It was obvious that Zachary liked it. Every time Queenie acted cute, Zachary would give in.


    Later, Queenie exined to her, “Boys can’t resist girls who act cute.”


    Should she act cute too? But she had never acted cute before!


    Seeing that she was getting upset, Carlisle said with a smile, “The bonfire party is the day after tomorrow.


    <b>You’ll </b>find out then.”


    Wanda pouted again to express her dissatisfaction.


    Girls <b>were </b>curious creatures.


    The more he tried to hide it from her, the more <b>she </b>wanted to know.


    After a moment of hesitation, Wanda halted her steps.


    “What’s wrong?” Carlisle became nervous and wondered if she was really angry.


    That song he would be performing was meant for Wanda, but he still wished to sing it to her during the


    bonfire party.


    “Please tell me…” Wanda tilted her head as she grabbed Carlisle’s arm with both hands and <b>swayed </b>it lightly. She was emitting soft, endearing sounds.


    What the fuck? Was she acting cute?


    Carlisle stared at Wanda in disbelief. He was thoroughly amused.


    Feeling deathly ashamed, Wanda’s gaze dropped to the <b>ground</b>. She didn’t dare to <b>look </b>up at all, <b>even </b><b>her</b>


    neck was starting to turn red.


    <b>She </b>couldn’t believe that she had made such sounds just now.


    <b>She </b>sniffled. “I’m not talking to you anymore…”


    Before Carlisle could react, Wanda had run away in shame.


    “Wanda, don’t run. I’ll tell you.” Carlisle quickly caught up to her.


    Wanda had put in so much effort to satisfy her curiosity. It wouldn’t be nice if he continued to hide it from


    her.


    The riverside <b>was </b>a long stretch, but there were only a few people around:


    The night wind blew, carrying with it a slight fishy smell. The dim streetmps flickered intermittently.


    Carlisle and Wanda walked hand in hand on the pavement. In the end, he told Wanda the song he was


    going to perform.


    “For Once‘? Whose song is that? Why haven’t I heard of it?” Wanda asked Carlisle with a confused look.


    She could be considered a music enthusiast of sorts. She had an album collection of more than 20 popr artists at home. There were no popr songs that she had never heard of.


    “You can


    say it’s a song of my own making.” Carlisle touched his nose sheepishly and smiled.


    In truth, the song would be released ten yearster. That said, no one would know even if he said that it was his original work now<i>.</i>


    “You can even write songs?”