Isabella looked at Ophelia and Shelia first. "You two go get a bucket of water and bring the big bowl too."
The two girls immediately got up.
Ophelia asked, "Only one bucket?"
Isabella gave her a look. "Do i look like i want to knead flour with air?"
Ophelia laughed again and hurried off with Shelia.
Then Isabella looked at Luca. "You help bring the flour."
Luca looked pained. "Why is it always me?"
"Because your face annoys me less when you are useful."
Luca was speechless.
Valen had to turn his head away because he was very obviously trying not to smile too much in front of another male's suffering.
Next Isabella turned to Cyrus, but before she could even say anything, he had already begun moving.
"I'll prepare the table and everything we need," he said gently.
Of course he had already guessed.
Isabella smiled at him at once. "Good."
Then her eyes shifted to Zyran.
The moment Zyran saw that look, he immediately tried to defend himself. "I feel unwell suddenly."
