Sumr Fairmont’s first reaction to the dish na was to find a mask.
After finding it, she went to the fridge’s fruit preservation area to look for bananas.
Most of the ingredients had been used up yesterday, except for the untouched bananas.
Sumr looked for a while and finally found the bananas in a very hidden spot.
The banana peanut butter fried sandwich wasn’t in Sumr’s mory just then, but the dish na was simple and clear, without any difficulty in preparation.
As the scent of bananas wafted through the air, Artie Vaughn rushed out of the room wearing sunglasses.
Wearing sunglasses in the morning, well, that’s quite Wellness Punk.
"Why does it sll like bananas? Sumr is allergic to bananas, quickly put them away!" Artie was a bit nervous.
"Banana allergy?" Sean Lowell was surprised again.
"Yep, yep, our Sumr gets nauseous when she slls bananas, eats a bite and she’ll vomit, eat more and she’ll end up in the hospital."
"But isn’t Sumr the biggest fan of bananas?"
"That’s impossible! Artie’s never eaten them, how could Sumr love them? Didn’t you see Sumr was wearing a mask? You can’t just keep torturing Sumr because of one shoulder throw, can you?"
Artie put the unopened bananas back in the most hidden spot in the fridge.
While Sean and Artie bickered, Sumr had already prepared the banana peanut butter fried sandwich.
Despite her banana allergy, Sumr "recklessly" grabbed a sliced piece of the sandwich and stuffed it into her mouth.
The taste from childhood, no matter how long it’s been, will flash through the mind the mont they reunite.
"Tasty!" Sumr was a bit surprised; the words seed to be directed at Artie, yet also sounded like a self-mutter.
Artie panicked, rushing to Sumr with the kitchen trash bin, afraid that she’d vomit the next second.
No one knew how much banana was in that sandwich; if it’s a lot, maybe it’s another day for calling an ambulance.
Artie didn’t see Sumr vomit the banana she ate but instead ate a second banana peanut butter fried sandwich.
"Sumr, what are you doing, are you out of your mind?" Artie was utterly frantic. She once didn’t believe soone could be allergic to bananas and used a ga-won wager to force Sumr to eat half, landing Sumr straight into the hospital.
"I’m fine." Sumr gestured for Artie to be calm.
Sean also smiled at Artie: "Ambassador doesn’t know Sumr loves banana peanut butter fried sandwiches?"
Artie had never seen Sean smile at her; his otherworldly smile resembled a crystal-clear stream, srized, and continuously tempting her to explore its secrets.
Sean’s smile was so pure it was intoxicating, yet it deeply hurt Artie’s reddened eyes hidden behind her sunglasses.
After so many years, had she known a fake Sumr?
Artie took a banana and went closer to Sumr.
Sumr had already removed her mask before eating the sandwich.
Slling the raw banana, she imdiately had a reflex to vomit.
Sumr quickly put her mask back on to avoid vomiting in front of Artie and Sean.
Artie was initially upset, and now even more so, feeling that the Sumr she knew was so fake.
With Sean, she was eating so joyfully, but with her, she couldn’t stand it.
"Is Sumr not even trying to pretend now?" Artie was straightforwardly angry.
"Maybe our Sumr can’t eat raw bananas, but fried ones are fine." Sean thought for a mont, finding what he believed to be the most reasonable explanation to comfort Artie.
When Sean and Sumr Lowell were little, the house wouldn’t have fruits with strong scents.
Durian and jackfruit wouldn’t appear, and neither would bananas.
Mostly to accommodate Sean and Quinn Fairmont’s taste and sll.
Sean’s explanation only made Artie completely furious.
She was directly so angered she laughed: "Ha, our Sumr, such a cordial term!"
If Artie hadn’t ntioned it, Sean wouldn’t have realized he said "our Sumr."
He had previously called Sumr "Sumr," borrowing it from Artie.
Now using "our Sumr" was also borrowed from Artie’s recent words.
Sotis misunderstandings pile up like this, one after another, until you don’t know how to explain.
The noise in the kitchen was nothing short of huge.
Soone like Gordon Sterling, who sleeps deeply and couldn’t be awakened, couldn’t hear it, but Leo Vaughn, who has always slept lightly, quickly ca from the bedroom to the kitchen.
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