Supercivilization Epic: The Prelude to Poem of Sword and Fire-Su Wen's Final Piece of the Puzzle

Inside the door.

As Su Wen's words fell, a flustered rustling immediately broke out.

Then he heard the girls' slightly bashful yet energetic replies:

"Hey, hey, hey! Don't step on my clothes! The strap, the strap is about to fall off!"

"Joyce,

I seriously suspect you did that on purpose."

"I really didn't! Ah, how could you sneak up on me from behind?!

So itchy,

really itchy!

Stop pinching me."

As for little Beth, who maintained the healthy habit of sleeping early and waking early, she watched their behavior with curiosity. She had never encountered so many lively older sisters before.

But Su Wen merely shrugged and handed the little girl a slice of caramel toast at just the right temperature.

"You're not old enough for this yet. Don't learn this kind of advanced knowledge from them."

"Mm."

The little girl obediently sat down at the table.

To her, words she could not understand were far less appealing than a fragrant little snack.

Ten minutes later,

the three reckless girls finally emerged from the large bedroom, their pretty faces still flushed red.

Their steps were light,

as though they still carried a trace of bashfulness and excitement.

Joyce was quick-eyed and quick-handed, the first to seize the seat to Su Wen's left.

Wearing a bright, adorable smile, she wrapped her arms around Su Wen's arm without hesitation and gently rested her head against him, her eyes sparkling with pride and satisfaction.

It was as though she were using this to sweetly strike back at her small defeat of failing to secure the "advantageous terrain" last night.

But before long, their attention was drawn away by something else:

The lavish European-style breakfast Su Wen had prepared spread across the dining table like a beautiful painting: the edges of the golden fried