Chapter 407 Get It for Me?

"Don't... don't touch there."

"Where? You gotta tell me, darling."

"I don't wanna bathe, Sylvester. Let go of me."

"No way, you're all sweaty. You need to wash up. If you catch a cold, I'll be worried sick."

She thought, 'Bullshit!

'I'm a Mutant; I won't catch a cold.'

"Let go of me, you jerk."

"Be a good girl!"

The whole bath was a game of Lela dodging and Sylvester catching, but his tone stayed gentle.

Lela, already feeling weak, found herself completely drained by the end of it.

After finally finishing the bath, Lela was exhausted and didn't want to move.

Sylvester lifted her

in, the weather in

paired it with a light-colored long tulle skirt, a regular autumn release from Starlit Group. Though the design was conventional, it was

a towel, Lela sat adorably on the bed,

the clothes over, ruffled Lela's soft

turned her head, "I wasn't

"Help

want to move; she was

looked at Lela's commanding look and laughed, "Alright, I'll

gently helped Lela

into Sylvester's embrace, she didn't

been like this before. Something must have happened to her. And those dirt patches I saw in the dorm last night-they definitely weren't from

for now, focusing on letting Lela enjoy

downstairs. Lela let him carry her, even taking Sylvester's glasses off his face and putting them on her own, "Look,

laughed even more happily, holding Sylvester's face, leaning

eyes crinkled with laughter as he allowed

was covered with soft fabric, with delicate pastries and fruits placed on it, and freshly picked flowers on the side. The servants

cherry, eyes closed, sorting through the events

who were the people on that helicopter? Were they

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