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Freya, "......"

Freddie, "......"

Originally, Freddie still thought it was okay to admit that he had a brain problem, but now after hearing Kieran's words, he suddenly became incomparably sad inside. He was a good young man with a proper outlook, how could he be described as a pervert!

Freya knew that if she didn't clear up Kieran's misunderstanding of Freddie, there would definitely be no end to it tonight.

She was silent for a moment and simply dialed Kiki's number, "Kiki, I saw Freddie."

Kiki's voice on the other end of the phone carried obvious excitement, "What, you've seen Freddie? He hasn't contacted us for so many years, I thought he had evaporated! Where is he? How is he now?"

Kiki asked so many questions at once, and Freya didn't really know which one to answer first. After a few moments of thought, she simply decided not to answer any of them.

For now, it's time to smooth Kieran’s mood and leave the glorious task of buying underwear and trousers for Freddie to Kiki.

"Kiki, come over and buy some men's underwear and trousers for Freddie by the way!"

After thinking about it, Freya instructed Kiki again, "Freddie wants red!"

After Freya hung up the phone, she looked at Kieran with an innocent face, "Brother, see, Kiki can also help Freddie buy panties, so Freddie and I really are pure friends, can you stop being angry?"

After listening to the phone call Freya made to Kiki just now, he knew that there should really be nothing between Freya and Freddie, but when he thought of Freya trying to help Freddie buy underwear, he was still indescribably upset.

Freya saw that although Kieran did not say anything, he did not want to continue to have a fit, so she knew that the call she made just now had worked.

With a wink at Freddie, she again hugged Kieran's arm, "Brother, you haven't eaten yet, have you? I'll cook something delicious for you."

Kieran gave Freddie a cold glance and was pulled by Freya before heading outside Freddie's room.

apple, he was lying under the blanket covering his face silently. What kind of monster

It's fucking awful!

was in college, Freya was a good youth with a good outlook, how come her eyes become so

Kieran into the living room, Freya smiled curtly at him before tying on her apron and

fact, their meals a day were mostly taken care of by the maids sent over by Patricia, and she hardly had to cook, but to be able to make soup for Mr. Fitzgerald, Freya did not feel tired,

ingredients were all ready, and she cooked a few of Kieran's favourite dishes, and

little tune, carrying the

to please her

to the table, Freya untied her apron and

"Brother, try my cooking! If

subconsciously put her

and when she was cutting the

but because her

front of the table without the slightest intention

but feel apprehensive, "Brother, why

"Freya."

man's voice, low and mellow, indescribably pleasant to

wrong

even bought me any

in the air, and Freya listened for a moment, then arched her eyebrows and

obsessing about what

Fitzgerald is so

now, he would definitely get annoyed and angry, and it took almost all her strength to

Freya laughed, Kieran's handsome face darkened a little more, and that twisted and arrogant look tickled Freya's heart, making her want to pounce on him

buy it for