"Great job, Little Sheffield! You won the grand prize!"

Sheffield wore a surprised face.

“Wow! The grand prize? So what's my reward?"

“What do you want?"

“I want a Lot of things. I'll choose the easiest one." He let go of her hands and wrapped his arms around her waist.

They were greeted with smiles as people passed. The two Looked like a couple deep in love.

Once she started blowing bubbles again, Evelyn found herself enjoying herself a lot. She kept blowing the bubbles as she asked casually, "The easiest? Tell me."

“I want all of your time tonight. Is that okay?" He deliberately blew air in her ear, making her double over in giggles

"Let go of me! That itches! Stop!" She struggled in his arms, and as a result, her long hair was disheveled.

Sheffield stopped his mischief and helped her up. With tenderness in his eyes, he tucked her long hair behind her ear.

"You haven't answered my question yet."

Evelyn laughed mischievously. All of a sudden, she lifted the bubble stick and blew the soapy mixture in his face.

Dozens of bubbles flew out, hit his face, and exploded in silence. His face was all sticky now.

Wiping his face helplessly, Sheffield protested, “Hey, you're bullying me!"

“Yeah. Got a problem with it?" Evelyn asked arrogantly.

Shaking his head, he smiled and hugged her.

"No, no. Anything for my wife! If you're happy, so am I."

“Good. Bullying you makes me happy." Evelyn took out a wet tissue from her bag and handed it to him.

“Here. Wipe your face."

“No need. Just a few bubbles. Not a big deal."

Ignoring his words, Evelyn grabbed his arm and wiped his face with the tissue.

"You don't want any of that in your mouth. It's toxic. You might get diarrhea."

“Why didn't you think of that before you did that, then?" Sheffield sighed and let her wipe his face.

“What? You have a problem again?"

“No, forget what I said! Please blow bubbles in my face again!"