After the Secret Wedding Rise of My Queen

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Chapter 162 Isabel Fixing Xander's Pants

Chapter 162 Isabel Fixing Xander's Pants

"What are you doing?"

The voice was low, laced with a chilling edge,

Samuel was startled, his pores exploding with sweat, instinctively wanting to pull back his hand. +5 Free Coins

"Don't move!" Isabel grabbed Samuel's sleeve, rolling her eyes. "It's just the final stitch-you almost tore it Xander walked over and finally understood that the two of them were actually doing something innocent. Even so, it did not look great,

"In broad daylight, sitting so close in the living room-aren't you worried people will get the wrong idea?" Hearing this, both Isabel and Samuel muttered silently

Others won't think the wrong things, only you will,

"So, what you're saying is, we should hide in a room so no one can see us?" Isabel looked at Xander, deliberately provoking him.

Xander narrowed his eyes slightly; in that case, it was better they stayed in the living room.

"Okay, it's done," Isabel said, cutting the thread and admiring her work on Samuel's sleeve.

"Wow! Your skills are really good; you can't even see a trace! Amazing!" Samuel flipped his sleeve back and forth, genuinely impressed.

It was not as perfect as Samuel claimed; if you looked closely, you could still see a faint trace. However, who has time to check for mended stitches?

"You can mend clothes too?" Xander realized yet another new skill Isabel possessed.

She seemed like an onion; peeling off one layer revealed another, making her a constant mystery, tempting him to keep unraveling who she truly was.

"I had nothing to do before, so I learned to fix things myself," Isabel replied, putting her needle and thread into the sewing kit

Xander raised his hand, placing it casually on his waist,

What is Xan doing? Samuel noticed Xander's subtle movements and wondered what he would do next. Then he saw Xander suddenly pulling off the button from his pants. "Can you help me fix this too?"

Samuel was speechless.

A bead of sweat rolled down his forehead, and he struggled to find the right words for his feelings at that

moment,

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glanced inside, clicking his tongue in

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at Samuel with a smirk, thinking to himself, Still in there, Mr. Samuel? Enjoying

Xander's pants, puzzled. "How

Xander said, sitting down next to

her head, focusing on the tear. "Scraped

Amazing.

"Well, take them off."

was already mending one thing, might as well

shook his head. "He didn't take his

Wait-what?

Samuel

in Xander's pants was definitely not

I

if anyone walked in on

you should take them off," Isabel suggested. "If I don't have a good grip, I might

How embarrassing!

little and resting an arm

mean stepping into his space, right between his legs-his territory. She suddenly felt like she would

to take them off, just forget it," Isabel muttered, pulling back. The thought of kneeling in front of him felt absurd, like a

them off," Xander

soft sound of a zipper sliding down and a button popping

room, so quiet that even a pin drop could

left yet,

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handed them to

can you fix

meant for him to hand

have gone

Luckily Samuel was there.

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grateful, Samuel gave up entirely and

was just Isabel and Xander in the living room. She held the pants in her hands, still trying to

point overthinking it. She

with his chin in his hand as he watched

stitching, he found himself struck by

Isabel had used to