Alessia gently patted Bianca's back and asked with concern, "Are you okay?"

"I'm fine, maybe I just ate something bad," Bianca shook her head.

Alessia nodded and looked at the bar street in front of her.

Seizing the opportunity, Riley handed a handkerchief to Bianca.

The handkerchief was blue, with a faint scent of mint.

It was rare for someone to carry a handkerchief nowadays, and it was even rarer for a man to do so. Bianca was stunned for a moment before accepting ...