The next morning, Wayne was very sad to find that Chris had still not recovered from the anger of being teased the day before.
"Beautiful Miss Chris, aren't you going to go swimming today?" Wayne coaxed her in a low voice.
"Look, I have prepared everything, and I have also asked Eve to reserve a private swimming pool." In the Duke's Mansion, because neither Elliot nor Ashwell had a hobby of swimming, they had not booked a private swimming pool before. This type of water recreation area has not been developed.
Hmm... maybe you can consider buying a dedicated one in the future. Although he has begun to think about the future, it is obvious that Chris's mood is still stuck in yesterday.
She seemed to have turned a deaf ear to Wayne's words and had no reaction at all. Leaning on the sofa in a relaxed posture, Chris admired the picture album in her hand with an expressionless face.
However, judging from the flipping frequency like quantum speed reading, my thoughts are not there at all.
"Don't be angry." Wayne sat down next to her, snatched the album from her hand, and forced her to focus on him.
He raised his hands and swore: "I promise I will never tease you like this again." It was just that he couldn't see his women's clothes... He thought it was just a harmless joke, but he didn't expect her to be so angry.
"I went into the water today and only wore a pair of swimming trunks. I will do whatever you want me to do, okay?" Hearing this, Kris finally glanced at him.
Indifference.jpg Under her sharp gaze, Wayne felt a little guilty.
"What...what's wrong?" Chrissy looked thoughtful and said thoughtfully, "I don't know when you became like this." It was obviously not like this in the animation.
Could it be that he didn't carry out the strategy route normally before, which caused his status to get stuck?
"Playboy" and
In the middle of "Innocent Boy"? Wayne's heart trembled.
"Ah? I've always been like this." In order to enhance his persuasion, he showed his usual innocent smile like an angel.
When she asked this, Wayne suddenly realized whether he had been a little too complacent recently.
However, in order to cover up, he quickly found a perfect scapegoat.
"Classmate Gavin told me...you don't need to suppress your desires too much. This is the true nature of a boy." Wayne said in a low voice in shame.
...Good brother, let me lend you my head. As expected, Chris showed a look of disgust.
"Don't hang out with them anymore."
"But, they are also my friends." Wayne struggled.
"Birds of a feather flock together, and people flock together. Such kind of cunning friends will only bring you harm." She frowned and said.
"Okay, okay, I will keep my distance from them." In short, let her be happy first before talking about anything else.
Seeing that his attitude was quite sincere, Chrissy suddenly reached out her hand and pinched his chin. Just like the domineering presidents in those bloody TV dramas teasing beauties, she adjusted her posture, knelt on one knee on the sofa, and stared at him condescendingly.
"Do you like me?" Being stared at unblinkingly by her hot eyes that seemed to contain something, Wayne felt a little shy inexplicably.
"I like it." He replied without any hesitation.
"What do you like?" she asked again.
"I like every aspect." Chrissy's eyes flashed with hesitation.
"Don't give such a general answer and list it in detail."
"..." Wayne's expression froze. But Chrissy still stared at him, as if she wouldn't give up until he said one, two, three or four.
"I like you...you are beautiful."
"Yeah." She responded, and then asked, "Just because she looks beautiful?"
"Of course it's more than that!" Wayne denied sharply. Then, a series of rainbow farts came out of Wayne's mouth.
"Chris is gentle, considerate, and generous..."
"Stop, stop, stop!" She interrupted Wayne and said unhappily: "I don't want you to praise me."... If I don't like your advantages, do I still like your shortcomings?
Although, her flaws are cute in my own eyes.
"Uh... I like you. It's very interesting how you get into trouble every day." Paying attention to her expression, he said tentatively.
A vein appeared on Chris's forehead, and she said slowly: "Oh? Really." So, on this ordinary morning, Wayne once again realized that his girlfriend was indeed a very troublesome thing.
...After he signed countless unequal treaties, Chrissy finally reluctantly agreed and accompanied him to swim.
From the beginning, it was clearly her initiative to make the request. In the end, it turned out to be just to fulfill one's own wishes.
well! This was not the first time that Chris had been unreasonable, and he was not surprised at all by this development. Wearing a large pair of colorful pants, Wayne was lying leisurely on a beach chair by the pool.
On the small table at hand, there were two glasses of iced drinks. This entire private swimming pool is only open to the two of them today.
Wayne didn't ask if he wanted to call some other friends, and Chris tacitly didn't mention it either. The large parasol provided him with shade. Wayne was closing his eyes to rest, and the sound of soft footsteps soon came to his ears.
The corners of his mouth curled up. Humph, even if you hid it from me before, don’t I still have to see it clearly today?
But as a gentleman, I am willing to understand her shyness. There was a slight noise from another chair, and someone also lay down.
He opened his eyes and looked around. However, what caught my eye was not the cool attire I had glimpsed yesterday.
At this time, Chris was wearing a large and thin silk robe, completely covering up the leaking spring light.
In her hands, she also held two white bath towels. Seeing that Wayne was looking at her maliciously, Chris threw one of the bath towels in his face, blocking his hateful sight.
Wayne sighed, took off the towel covering his face, and threw it aside.
"Are you going to wear this for swimming later?" Isn't this the same as swimming with clothes on? What’s the point of a swimsuit!
Hearing his angry tone, Chris glared at him with a red face.
"You...don't even think about doing those unhealthy things." As if she felt that this thin silk robe could not protect her own safety, Chris quickly spread out the bath towel and put it on herself.
Seeing her vigilant movements, Wayne's lips twitched.
"Forget it, as long as you are happy." He turned his gaze back, leaned on the back of the chair that was almost flat, and continued to close his eyes and meditate.
He no longer looked in Chris’s direction. Neither of them spoke anymore, and there was silence for a while. Then, Chris's somewhat aggrieved voice sounded in her ears: "Wayne...are you angry?" (Search on Baidu on mobile for [My Sister is the Villainous Daughter + New Book] Click to read on your mobile phone to turn the page, protect Eye. Power saving. Data saving function)
