"My man is still the best-looking one." Sophie Wilson finally took enough photos, looked up happily, and couldn’t hide her silly smile.
"Hey..." As soon as Sophie looked up, she was startled by what she saw, "Why are you sweating so much?"
When he was fighting with so many people just now, he didn’t seem to sweat much. But now, why is he sweating so much?
Charles Seymour closed his eyes, really wishing he could just bite this naughty little thing.
Why was he sweating so much, didn’t she know?
"I’ll go take a shower first." After saying that, Charles turned and strode into the bathroom.
Sophie blinked twice, then ca to her senses, directly laughing on the bed, covering her face with a pillow, chuckling quietly.
She didn’t dare to laugh out loud, afraid of provoking soone.
Oh, her Mr. Seymour is so handso, but he only has her in his heart, what a wonderful feeling.
It’s like carrying a dazzling treasure that everyone envies and desires, but this treasure is sentient and sticks only to her, refusing anyone else.
This feeling... is simply indescribable!
As she was indulging in her happiness, her phone rang with a call from Lucy Wells.
"Lucy, what’s up?" Sophie asked, "Not on the phone with my brother?"
"Just hung up a while ago." Lucy said with a laugh. She wasn’t as shy about these things as she used to be, after all, both sets of parents had t.
"Sophie, I just heard that Hayley Cole is here and even went to Jas Reed’s room." Lucy said sowhat nervously, "What is she doing there?"
"What else could she be doing? She’s here to show off." Sophie scoffed, "She’s here to support Jas Reed."
"Sophie, what should we do?" Lucy wasn’t worried about anything else, just that Hayley might be doing sothing shady.
"Do you really think Hayley Cole can dominate the training camp?" Sophie said with amusent, "Chairman Cole is a man of integrity. How could he show favoritism just because of Hayley?"
"Not to ntion Hayley is a stepdaughter. Even if she were his own, if she did sothing corrupt, he wouldn’t let it go."
Sophie’s words put Lucy at ease a bit.
When Charles ca out after his shower, he saw Sophie lying limp on the bed like she had no bones. He walked over with a laugh, touched her face, and said softly, "If you’re tired, go shower."
"Mm." Sophie nodded, "I’m intoxicated."
Charles looked at her in confusion. She hadn’t drunk any alcohol, so how could she be intoxicated?
"Seeing how handso my man is, I’m drunk with admiration!" Sophie laughed foolishly, teasing him. Before Charles could react, she gave his abs a firm touch and then ran into the bathroom to shower.
Charles looked speechlessly at the tightly closed door, sighing lightly in resignation. The fire he had just managed to calm down was almost sparked by her again.
Throughout the night, everyone at the training camp heard that a master had co over the previous night and instructed quite a few people.
So team mbers caught sight of it at the ti, so only heard about it later.
Those who didn’t get to see it asked the mbers who did, and regretted it terribly after hearing.
As a result, during training in the day, those team mbers with scrapes and bruises were "glared at" because they had the advantage of being ntored.
During training breaks, so team mbers even asked their leaders if there was a chance to be guided again.
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