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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.

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

speechless again.

All right.

Imogen turned into a feisty

very satisfied in his

she would hate him because of what happened last night and never pay attention to him again. In comparison, the current little punishment

mutton restaurant on Chester Street, Imogen walked in front

came in, he saw Imogen sitting in the most conspicuous position in

even less often ate in a place where everyone could

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

eyes and said,

what to

shouldn’t have

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down opposité her.

“Yeah.”

ordered food?”

understand what Imogen

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

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

in the restaurant couldn’t help but cast curious glances.

of mutton filled his nostrils. Troy endured it without expression, picked up his

glanced at him and started eating.

that Troy didn’t

piece of mutton, and put it on

“Okay.”

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

smiled with satisfaction. “Enjoy it.”

Troy was speechless.

meal, Troy ate more mutton than