Chapter 93 I Want Spicy Food
- Storm's face flashed a glum, and he tried to smirk when he glanced at Blossom, who was blushing because of Leo's joke.
- Joke? Storm knew it wasn't a good joke; he felt that Leo was trying to make him think that he could do anything to Blossom, wildly fucking her ruthlessly. Storm's face slowly hid his jealousness and seriousness toward Leo.
- “Leo, you don't need to tell this right now—”