Compared to Sophie, she clearly won.


    “I got it, mom.” Larissa returned with a sweet voice.


    Dixon’s mother came up to her and admonished, “Dixon is just a knife’s mouth and a tofu’s heart, he is very kind and soft-hearted. You, hurry up and give him a child, when your child is born, he will not leave you for life.”


    “Okay, Mom, I’ll do as you say.” Larissa was soaking in a honey pot, her heart was sweet and she was in a good mood.


    After talking to Dixon’s mother for a while, she walked to the living room, sat down next to Dixon, put her arm around him, tilted her head, and thought she looked cute, “Dixon, good morning.”


    Dixon was following the current news with his phone, his face was light, his gaze nted at Larissa’s hand around his arm, and he said in a deep voice, “I don’t like to be overly intimate in front of outsiders.”


    “Huh?”


    Larissa first froze, then reflexively withdrew her hands, spat out her tongue, and smiled yfully, “Um, okay, I respect you.”


    After saying that, she nced around, came up to Dixon’s ear and whispered, “Dixon, you were really goodst night, you made me almost unable to get out of bed.”


    The pouting voice has a taste of kawaii.


    Larissa got up and left after she finished speaking, not forgetting to smile back, “Hurry up and eat, mom and dad and grandpa are waiting.”


    Dixon still kept his head down and his hand on the phone, but his dark eyes were chilly.


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    A few moments, Dixon got up, went to the restaurant, the family ‘happy’ with breakfast.


    Because Dixon just a warning, Larissa also dare not pretend to be intimate with him.


    She was worried that touching Dixon’s bottom line would shatter the ‘happiness’ between the two of them that was so hard toe by.


    After breakfast, Dixon said to a few people sitting on the couch, “I’m going to work.”


    Master Dixon: “Go ahead.”


    Dixon’s father: “Yeah.”


    Dixon’s mother: “Come back early tonight.”


    Larissa: “Dixon, bye.”


    Listening to several people, Dixon left the living room without looking back.


    Walking out of the living room, there was a male maid over 40 years old at the bottom of the steps cleaning the yard with a broom.


    When he saw Dixon walking out, he immediately walked up and bowed, “Good morning, young master.”


    Dixon stood there, took out a cigarette case, took out a cigarette and put it in his mouth, took a lighter and lit it, took a drag, asked in a cold tone, “How did it go?”


    “Everything went well, she didn’t have any suspicions.” The male servant said truthfully.


    Dixon pulled out a check for two hundred thousand from his pocket and handed it to her, “Well done.” He nced sideways, ncing at the man, “Remember to take clearer shots and use all the ones you know.”


    The male servant took the check and immediately put it away, thanking her repeatedly, “Thank you, young master.”


    Dixon did not pay attention, walked straight to the garage and drove away.


    The man just now was the man Dixon had recently arranged to work as a male servant in the house.


    Although he is in his forties, he has a toned pecs, is a sportsman, and is also a qualified voice actor.


    As long as his voice is the same as Dixon’s and his body scent is the same as Dixon’s, Larissa won’t even notice.


    In the evening, Dixon came back from work and poured another ss of water for Larissa before going to bed.


    When he went to the bedroom, as he usually does when he is done, the bedroom light was once again extinguished.


    Larissa waited impatiently for Dixon until the man she wanted was sitting on the edge of the bed, and she hugged him like a hungry wolf.


    Only this night the man was more ‘aggressive’ than yesterday, trying all kinds of positions with her and unlocking more ways to y.