I'm in Mota, and they all want me to confess my feelings!

"Really? That's so naive." Cantrela leaned close to the girl's ear and whispered a few words in a voice only the two of them could hear.

The next second, Phoebe's fair cheeks flushed crimson, and she shrank back like a startled rabbit: "W-what? That kind of thing... now?!"

“Of course. Anyway, this kind of thing was bound to happen sooner or later.” Cantrella looked at the girl’s shy appearance and couldn’t help but cover her mouth and chuckle. “Or is it that Phoebe just wants to watch from the sidelines this time?”

"This...I..." The girl pursed her lips, hesitating to speak, "But...together...to serve together...and things like that...I..."

Cantrell tilted her head slightly, revealing a meaningful smile: "So, Phoebe wants to join?"

“This…I…” Phoebe lowered her head, covering her face with her hands in shame. After a long silence, she finally managed a soft, almost inaudible reply through her fingers, “I…I will…try…”

Duanmu Yan's heart skipped a beat, and he hurriedly stood up: "Wait, I haven't agreed yet! Now is really not the time to do this! I have to go!"

Just as he was about to turn around, several translucent tentacles suddenly emerged from the void, wrapped around his limbs, and gently pressed him back onto the sofa.

"Now, you have no choice but to accept it."

Cantrela gently touched her cheek, her eyes gleaming with a dangerous yet captivating light.

She stuck out her tongue and slowly licked her lips—the sound marks on her tongue then shimmered with a faint blue light.

"Then, just enjoy yourself."

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