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    The two of them maintained this posture. Even if Vidal wanted to scare her, he had to admit in the end that this approach was of no use to her.

    He lowered his eyes in frustration and planned to get up.

    “Vidal, tonight—”

    Before he could stand up straight, Dylan’s whistling voice had already come from far away, and soon came behind the two of them.

    But after seeing the situation in front of him clearly, he choked hard.

    Li Xin: “…”

    Vidal: “…”

    Dylan scratched his head, cautiously took a step back, and tentatively said:

    “Am I… disturbing you?”

    Vidal’s face darkened.

    Li Xin chuckled, waved his hand to he, and jumped off the wooden stake easily:

    “Just talk.”

    She’d better go catch up on some sleep.

    Dylan nodded nonchalantly, and after Li Xin left, he walked up to Vidal:

    “Todd is back. There is a small party going on tonight. Will you come?”

    Vidal glanced at him, said nothing, walked straight to the fence, picked up his ax, and smashed it on the wooden stake just now.

    The ax blade fell and penetrated three-thirds of the wood, almost half of it.

    Dylan couldn’t help but shudder.

    “I understand.”

    Vidal said solemnly.

    When Dylan heard this, he breathed a sigh of relief, and then as if he remembered it, he turned to look at he’s house:

    “What about the ceramic doll? Do you want to take her with you?”

    Vidal didn’t expect that he would mention this, his expression froze, and he was strangely quiet for a long time.

    Dylan saw he’s entanglement, laughed happily, and patted him on the shoulder:

    “This is the result of having a partner, pain and happiness, think about it carefully.”

    After he finished speaking, he waved and left without stopping.

    Vidal was left alone and fell into deep thoughts.

    ————

    Li Xin was woken up from her dream.

    She was sleeping soundly. In her dream, she was lying in the jacuzzi for three people, enjoying full body relaxation.

    Leng Buding was shaken up in such a rude way. She couldn’t help but pursed her lips angrily:

    “What are you doing!”

    When I first woke up, my voice was a little lazy, and my mute voice contained a glutinous milky sound. It tickled my ears and made my heart half melt.

    Vidal’s cheeks felt hot, he coughed covertly, and covered his head with a piece of cloth:

    “Get up, we’re going to Todd’s house.”

    Li Xin’s small ball was completely covered by the cloth:

    “Why should I go?”

    As she said this, she grabbed off the annoying fabric, and after taking a closer look, she realized that it was a champagne-colored long skirt, made of satin, and silky and cool.

    She frowned:

    “Is this for me to wear?”

    Vidal pursed his lips and looked at the room, unwilling to look at Li Xin:

    “Just buy whatever you like… wear it or not.”

    After the sound fell, he turned his head away with his red ears, and walked out of the room in three steps and two steps at a time.

    Li Xin was confused.

    Do you want it to be so awkward?

    She suddenly had the illusion of an old mother facing an adolescent naughty child. She stroked her forehead, stood up resignedly, and put on her skirt.

    Originally, she had no hope for Vidal’s straight male aesthetic.

    But the skirt was unexpectedly elegant, the size was just right, the fishtail skirt hung down to the calf, and there was a small slit on one side.

    The pleated design has a retro charm unique to this era. She turned around in front of the floor-length mirror, thought for a while, and casually tied up her long hair.

    Damn, she is really a little fairy.

    Li Xin looked narcissistically in the mirror, and even took out the cosmetics stored in the system space with great interest, and gave herself a complete set.

    A little fairy must be exquisite from head to toe.

    Gen: It’s a sweet love~

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