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Chapter 323.2 Male Vixen (2)

Troy was speechless.

“I can learn right away.”

“Forget it. Let’s go out to eat,” Imogen said.

Troy said immediately, “I remember there was a mutton restaurant on Chester Street…”

“I don’t know better than you?” Imogen glanced at him sideways.

Troy touched his nose, took off the coat on the hanger, and went out.

On the way, they passed a bakery, and Imogen said, “Stop the car. I want to taste their apple pie.”

Troy parked the car in a parking space on the side of the road. “Wait a minute, I’ll buy it for you. Do you want anything else?”

“No need.”

Troy unbuckled his seat belt and got out of the car.

Ten minutes later, Troy came back and handed the brown paper bag in his hand to Imogen. “Freshly baked lemon pie.”

Imogen took it and opened the bag while complaining, “Why took you so long?”

“There are a lot of people queuing up.”

Imogen hummed softly, picked up a piece of lemon pie, and ate it.

After a while, the car was filled with the smell of lemon.

Troy didn’t hate the smell of lemon, but he couldn’t accept the smell all over his body in a narrow

space.

window when Imogen said in front of him, “I’m cold. Turn up the

was speechless

All right.

well–behaved and sensible Imogen turned into a

helplessly but felt very satisfied

hate him because of what happened last night and never pay attention to him again. In comparison, the current little punishment was nothing at all. But it was more

they arrived at the mutton restaurant on Chester Street,

the car and came in, he saw Imogen sitting in the most conspicuous position in the hall.

a place where everyone could see

and put the car keys on the table. “Why didn’t you get a private room?”

her eyes and

know what to say.

have

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sat down opposité

“Yeah.”

ordered food?”

understand

the menu. There were so many that the table couldn’t accommodate them, so the waiter made

mutton restaurant’s dishes were made of mutton, such as spicy mutton trotters,

in the restaurant couldn’t

without expression, picked up his fork, and said, “Let’s eat.”

him

noticed that Troy didn’t move his fork

rolled her eyes, picked up a piece of mutton, and put it on his plate. “Eat

“Okay.”

him a piece of each item until it piled up on his plate.

satisfaction. “Enjoy

Troy was speechless.

than he had