"Also, Saine, they just want to repay kindness, no other intentions..."
"Small-minded, I'll sneak to the hall later and hold your little hand!"
Wayne flipped the bird upwards and leisurely returned to Grew's palace, where he pulled out books related to curses from the study to read.
This time, Aztemo didn't interfere, instead offering existing knowledge.
As long as Wayne studies diligently and makes progress every day, he'll have whatever he desires, and she'll personally accompany him to read.
Sounding quite interesting, Wayne couldn't resist; he saw the history teacher he'd been dreaming about in a one-on-one lecture at The Eternal Hall.
Fair-skinned, beautiful, with a pleasing temperament, and wearing red-bottom black high heels.
He had been waiting for this day for a long time.
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July 25th.
Lundan, Buckingham Palace.
In the back garden, Michael donned a white robe with gold trim, putting up a sun umbrella, and relaxed on a beach chair reading a book.
