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Chapter 27 Good Waist

Chapter 27 Good Waist

Keith stared deeply at her deer-like almond eyes, opened his thin lips lightly, and said slowly -

"I will feel that you are playing hard to get, deliberately seduce, and want to fulfill the bet."

Angelina: "......"

It was terrible.

Why was she touched and at the same time she couldn't help saying it was terrible.

If he continued to tease her like this, she would fall into love immediately.

She didn't want to fulfill the bet!!

How did it become playing hard to get!

Angelina blinked her eyes, and said subconsciously, "Well, Uncle..."

She almost couldn't help calling him Uncle Keith again.

It may be that when they were in the living room just now, the psychological shadow caused by this incident was too great.

Grandpa Abe even said, according to seniority, she needed to call Keith uncle.

Angelina also quickly changed the subject and said in a low voice, "Then Mr. Fuller, what do you want to do?"

She no longer knew what to say.

The distance was so close, and he was so imposing.

She could not even utter a word of rebuttal.

Keith didn't expect that she would throw the question on him, and smiled lowly, "To do what?"

Angelina frowned slightly, "Why do you still ask the question knowingly?"

Apart from the bet, there was nothing between them.

She didn't believe it, then she lifted a rock and shot herself in the feet.

It was terrible...

Seeing that she was really nervous, Keith moved back a little, giving her enough space to soothe her mood.

Then he said slowly , "The bet will be fulfilled normally."

Angelina: "Ah...?"

Normal fulfillment?

How to fulfill it?

She... fulfilled?

Before Angelina shocked for too long, she heard Keith said again, "As for the time, Miss Jefferson has the final say."

Angelina thought she misheard, so she repeated, "Do I have the final say?"

Keith said in a low and hoarse tone, "You have the right to choose when to fulfill it."

Angelina breathed a sigh of relief, "Then is it OK if I don't fulfill it for the rest of my life?"

Keith thought for a while, and smiled, "Yes."

Ah!!

Then she would not fulfill it for the rest of her life!!

There was no difference between having this bet and not having it!

She was startled, thinking that it was about to be fulfilled now, and she was about to have a heart attack.

Perhaps the smile in her eyes was too obvious, which made Keith feel a little uncomfortable.

Keith looked at her deeply, "So you don't want to have any relationship with me?"

Angelina nodded, then shook her head.

Subconsciously retorted, "Not..."

But Keith seemed to have penetrated into her inner thoughts. Before she opened her mouth, he had expected it and said, "Not appropriate."

Angelina: "...Not appropriate."

'Not appropriate' that has been mentioned for many times: Were you polite? You were perfectly matched!

Finally, Keith removed the hand that was imprisoned by her side, then he got up slightly, and stood in front of her.

Giving her enough space to stay in her comfort zone.

"Ishmael has been in love for a long time, and he didn't take the marriage seriously. Now that the marriage has been cancelled, the Jefferson family and the Fuller family just have a good friendship."

"So, there is nothing inappropriate, do you know?"

Angelina listened to his explanation and didn't know what to say.

Yes... It was really nothing inappropriate...

But she always felt that there was something strange.

Keith looked at the little girl who was distracted again, and smiled dotingly, "Aren't you tired like this? Stand up."

He had already moved away, and Angelina still maintained the posture of avoiding his hug just now.

She leaned all her body on the counter.

Hearing his reminder, she realized that she was still in an awkward posture.

She exerted a little strength on her waist, and she stood firmly without even supporting the edge of the counter with her hands.

Keith's thin lips lifted slightly, and his voice was a little hoarse, and he slowly uttered, "Good waist."

Angelina's face was instantly stained with a layer of blush, and she explained weakly, "I can dance."

The balance of dancer would be much better, and the lower back and split horse were easy for her.

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Only this to be praised for good waist...

Angelina previously felt that her attitude was a little strange, and until now, an answer finally emerged in her mind.

Why did she feel strange, because his voice was familiar with that of Might Keith!!

When Keith spoke by her ear just now, it was almost the same as Might Keith's intonation on the phone.

She had an illusion that she could not tell whether the person in front of her was Might Keith or Keith Fuller.

Angelina looked at the people in front of him, even her breathing has become a bit chaotic.

... Oh, god.

As Mindy said, Keith was self-abstinence and handsome, if she pulled such a man down the altar, she would be greatly satisfied.

Angelina did not know how much restraint she took to keep herself sober. She looked at the door, "Mr. Fuller, how about going out first?"

If they were met by someone, there was really no way to explain it.

What's more, there were elders here today.

Angelina was now like a little kitty who would be frightened by little fusses.

Keith smiled slowly and said softly, "OK."

However, just as Keith was about to go out, the sound of conversation came from outside the dining room.

Grandpa Abe and Uncle Alan came over, "Let Angie wash the fruit, but now we are ready to go out for dinner, why the fruit has not been washed?"

Uncle Alan also said with a smile, "Miss Angie probably doesn't know when the purifier ends, I'll go in and have a look."

Grandpa Abe waved his hand, "Go on."

Angelina's heart seemed to have stopped, subconsciously looked up to Keith, "How did you just say to everyone when you came in?"

Keith said in a low tone, "I said to go to the bathroom."

Go to the bathroom!

Then came to the dining room.

My god!!

If grandpa and Uncle Alan walked in on them, she didn't know how to explain the current situation.

Angelina looked around, but there were no other doors. Where should she hide...

Uncle Alan's steps were getting closer and closer--