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"Ah ... I suddenly remembered that I still have something to do, Tina, I'm leaving now! See you next time!"

After finishing talking, Albert kept a polite smile, made an excuse, too late to listen to Su Kui said, and immediately turned around and left.

From his slightly sluggish pace, it can be seen that his feet are suffering immensely.

"Punch--"

The witch covered her mouth with a grin and grunted, "Due!"

Presumably, in a short time, he dared not hit her idea again? Because of her, Tina! Will become Albert's nightmare!

After Su Kui finished, he asked Dyson, "Dyson, did you see what I did just now? Isn't my job beautiful ?! Let him dare to bully you!"

Su Ku often sneaked into the palace to visit Dyson when she was a child, and saw that Albert always likes to take the lead in bullying him.

Now, it is considered revenge for Dyson.

When I turned around, I saw the boy's face flushed, a pair of green eyes flashing intoxicating water, and a pile of wine bottles on the table buckled up and down.

Approaching, you can still smell alcohol.

"Hey, little fellow, how much wine did you drink?" The witch was surprised.

Dyson burped and looked at her aggrievedly, almost crying, "Do you like Albert? Do you like him like that? I, I tell you! He is not a good person !!!"

Su Kui laughed, "Of course I know!"

Suddenly the skirt was pulled, and the witch lowered her head and met her watery eyes, "So, you must not like him !!"

Su Kui: "Good ..."

What a lovely little guy ~

"Just like me !!"

Dyson couldn't stop talking, and on the way Su Kui took him back, he always pulled Su Kui not to let go.

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At night, Albert returned to the palace, and the maids served him to take off his shoes and clothes.

Looking at the swollen toes, he couldn't help but inhale a cool breath, "His—"

The girl looked at the light and fluttering, it seemed to be blown away by a gust of wind, how could it be so powerful?

No wonder he feels like he can't move because of the pain!

-

The witch was lying on the roof with her legs in silk pajamas.

The palace was quiet, and the maids were forbidden to enter the palace. All around, only Dyson and the witch were two.

The stars in the night sky flickered, the stars flowed, and they were beautiful.

Dyson, now I ’m afraid I ’m asleep?

Recalling that he naively dragged her to whisper and tell about the miss for more than ten years, he didn't want to sleep until midnight, and the witch wanted to laugh.

The little guy hasn't grown up yet ~

As a result, I just thought of this person, and suddenly I heard a rustling sound next to me.

The witch looked back and saw the teenager stumbled up the ladder, revealing a head, and looked at her in confusion.

"Dyson? You didn't sleep?"

"Um ... miss you--"

Dyson walked over in the witch's heart and fearlessly, and buried his head in the witch's arms and rubbed it, murmured.

"But we just separated a while ago."

Well, about ten minutes ago?

"It only takes a second, and I will miss you!"

The drunken boy's voice was hoarse, with a faint milky voice, and he heard people's hearts crisp.

"Okay, do you want to go to bed?"

"You accompany me," said the young man, straightening his heart, and clasping the witch's slender waist tightly with both hands.

The witch tried to break free and found that she could not separate him from her waist without brute force.

"Dyson, don't make trouble!" She ordered in a huff!

"You danced with Albert today!"