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Let Me Go, Mr. Hill!

Chapter 2077
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“Yes, I am flat-chested from the start.” Ryan raised his eyebrows. “You’re my family now, so you’re flat

-chested too, right? Don’t put yourself down as well.”

Freya could not tolerate it anymore and cursed. “ You’re ignorant. I’m a C cup.”

“Is a C cup big? I wouldn’t know anyway, ” Ryan replied as he cleared the rubbish on the table.

“Don’t pretend to be innocent,” Freya said instinctively. “Men nowadays mature at a young age. You can’t possibly

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still be a…”

Ryan raised his head. His bright eyes stared into hers. “Is that weird?”

F*ck. Did she just find out some breaking news?

However, thinking about it, it seemed normal. Rodney was still a virgin even though he was 3o years old.

Freya used to think it was rare, and she even felt Moreover, why did she feel like Ryan was flirting with her just now?

After clearing the table, Ryan handed the remaining work to the kitchen maids.

He walked toward Dani and stood by Freya’s side. “ Are you still angry?”

“No…” Freya denied it first. Then, she lowered her head and spoke faintly, “But we’re brothers and sisters now. It’s

not appropriate to joke about these kinds of things.”

stand up, she would definitely kick him.

“Don’t get mad. I’ll stop teasing you.” Seeing that her emotions were fluctuating a lot, Ryan was afraid it would

affect her injury. Hence, he walked over willingly.

Freya kicked his leg twice on the spot.

Ryan did not get angry. Instead, the gentle smile in his eyes got deeper. “Since you mentioned it, I remember that

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when I was wiping the milk off, that part of you… was truly quite different.”

The atmosphere in the dining area became weird for a moment.

Freya’s face turned red. “Ryan, go to hell.” “Mmhm, I’ll go to hell.”

Ryan smiled as he lowered his head and cleaned the table. He cleared Freya’s utensils too.

Freya harrumphed and pushed her wheelchair to Dani.

Her pajamas were still slightly wet.

She glanced at it. Her face was still heated. It was too shameful.