Chapter 95

　　"Yeah." Leo didn't care too much. For so many years, he has long regarded birthdays as the most common day. For him, all birthdays are meaningless after the divorce of his parents. 　　Tara sits upright, trying not to forget the date. December 25th is less than a month away from now. What shall she give him? 　　However, she couldn't afford the expensive ones. She could only give him cheap ones and something that Leo seemed to lack. 　　When she was distressed and wandering, the waiter had already served an aperitif. There were three kinds of aperitifs. Each of which was paired with a different cup. Seeing that she was going to drink, Leo pointed to the light brown liquid on the side. "You drink this." 　　Tara understood what he meant and was a little embarrassed. After all, he was hit by him when she was drunk and lost, and she probably knew her drinking capacity. 　　She picked up the glass and took a small sip. It was sour and bitter but not difficult to