Just faintly said, “All right.”


    He went around behind Sophie, closed the door and walked towards the bedroom, Sophie followed him slowly.


    The bedroom wasrge, a two-meter Simmons bed with gray and white striped sheets, clean and tidy.


    She pointed to the couch and asked in a small voice, “Is it okay if I, I sleep on the couch?”This is property ? of N?velDrama.Org.


    Dixon casually sat on the bed and raised his hand to take off his white T-shirt, startling Sophie backed up, “You, what are you doing? Dixon, I advise you not to go too far.”


    While talking, Dixon had taken off his T-shirt and exposed his well-defined tendons.


    He is dressed thin, undressed with meat type, and born a pair of demon face, especially a bad smile, simply canpel the heart.


    Dixon carried the T-shirt in his hand, “sleep ah, you sleep still wear a top?” He nced at her chest naturally, “Oh, we’re not the same.”


    He pointed to his toned pecs and shrugged with a yuppie smile.


    Dixony on his side, propping his elbows on the pillows and resting his head, “It’s notfortable to sleep on the couch, you might as well just sleep on the bed, I promise not to touch you. And this is a two-meter wide bed, sleeping us both, enough.”


    This is definitely the words of his heart, not to participate in any private thoughts.


    Sophie took a look at the sofa, it was not as big as the living room sofa, but there was room for her.


    “No need, I’ll just sleep here.”


    She said as she turned around and headed outside, “I’ll go carry the bedding over.”


    Looking at her helpless look, Dixon’s brown eyes were tinged with a small smile.


    Suddenly, he felt that he had done the right thing in bringing her to the Hidden Tribe.


    If she had been left in L City, that old fox Abraham would have easily tricked her into a daze.


    Dixon was thinking when he heard the door close and Sophie returned with the bedding in her arms.


    In order to keep her from being formal, Dixon turned his back to the direction of the sofa and closed his eyes to sleep.


    Sophie entered the room and found Dixon lying motionless on the bed, so she assumed he was too sleepy to fall asleep.


    So she tiptoed to the sofa to spread the bedding, turned out the light, andy down on the sofa to sleep.


    …


    Vivian and Morris left the first-ss residence and returned to the half-way house of Yishan Yuan.


    The lights were still on in the attic of Yishan Court, and I could vaguely hear someone talking.


    The two stopped at the door, looked at each other, and stepped inside.


    “Oh, Sister Vivian, you’re finally back. If you don’te back, grandpa is going to have someone to catch … looking for you.”


    Aidan Sabastian, who was pacing back and forth in the living room, heard footsteps and inclined his head to see Vivian and ‘Carl’ing back together.


    “Only been out for half a day and you want to catch me back?” Vivian’s small face was chilled and she snorted lightly without good grace.


    “Hey hey hey, no, no, I just said the wrong thing.” Aidan Sabastian shook his head and pointed to Houghton sitting on the couch, “Grandpa did have something waiting for you. Marilyn came by today and had something for you and Carl.”


    On the couch, Houghton was wearing a loose green shirt, crossing his legs and smoking a cigarette with an old cigarette stick in his hand.


    He had a darkplexion, and now he was sulking, so his face became more and more ugly.


    “Hmph, still knowe back!” Houghton nced at her and grunted.


    Vivian waved to Morris, “‘Carl’, you’ve worked hard today, go upstairs and rest, I’ll talk to Houghton for a while.”


    “Yes, Miss.”


    Morris nodded and turned around and went upstairs.


    Vivian walked over to the sofa and sat on the sofa opposite Houghton, “What did Marilyne over to see me for today?”