C1055 The Mother of the Bat That Fed the Holy Dragon(5)

Afternoon, free time.

Little Bat sat in the small pavilion in the front yard of the sea of purple tulip flowers, drinking tea, eating snacks, and talking softly. Annabel was lying on the marble round table, taking an afternoon nap.

"Eve, are you used to living in Annie Castle?" Little Bat held the teacup with both hands and took a sip of tea.

"Hmm..." Eve thought for a while and said