Milo looked at Pierre, who was sitting happily by the campfire. He asked puzzledly, “What are you so happy about?”
The campfire cast a red-orange glow on Pierre’s face, adding a festive sense to his happy look. He replied with a laugh, “I’m just happy that I could help Bethania!”
These words left Milo dumbfounded. He said in a speechless manner, “How old are you this year?”
Pierre replied, “25, why?”
Milo asked again, “How many girls have you courted over the years?”
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