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Chapter #36

Leonna's heart suddenly skipped a beat. He suddenly again remembered how kind and generous (romantic) Reid who did not immediately abandon himself after arriving at the apartment last night. However, that reason had not even been counted with his idiot treatment when the handsome fellow was asleep.

Leonna suddenly nervously thinks to herself how later, if she and Reid accidentally cross paths? He certainly knows very well, a thank you must be said. But, say sorry—does he also need to say sorry? Hm. Sentence ‘sorry for having troubled’, probably a good alibi. Pretty obvious and ambiguous at the same time, right?

^^^[ SHS? Seriously? I don't think your shrimp brain will be able to take the elite school's prestigious program exam. ]^^^

“Ya, yes. Your brain is the most genius.”

Leonna's head lowered a little. In the refrigerator that he opened so fad it turns out there are really a lot of healthy food. The terrible broccoli was even there. He reflexively breathed a moment. Then take the food boxes and put 3-4 boxes into the microwave.

^^[ So, now you live in New York? By himself? ]^^^

After setting the time to heat up the food in the microwave, Leonna went to the stove and heated another side dish along with the porridge in the pan. He then switched to an electric kettle, plugged it into a socket and set a few minutes of duration to heat a special drink made by Reid.

“Sial, yes. Today is already an even week.”

^^^[ One week? The apocalypse must be near this way. So, where do you live? A condo? The studio? The apartment? Or maybe a new mansion, again? ]^^^

Leonna spontaneously ruffled waist upset. How could it be because he moved a year in New York, his beloved papi to bother making a mansion? In Russia alone, Milekova family mansion that has been renovated repeatedly is magnificent not play.

Yes, even if Chris said, three percent of shares of the Ardour-C group alone will not run out of seven derivatives. Still is. Papi and his mama are not crazy. So did he and Leo who are now no more than just high school children.

“Excessive. I live in an apartment. The Beliquent Rozz.”

^^[You are crazy! Say it! What's your apartment number? ]^^^

Leonna's brows frowned not understanding. Why is the only child of the Wilde family suddenly become so excited that it is so relaxed to say ‘gila’? What is going on with the apartment he lives in now? Is it possible because his family's retail business is now also planting shares in the apartment recommended by his papal colleagues a month ago?

“Stop swearing at me. I'm not crazy. After all, what do you want to know my apartment number for? As you know just where it is.”

^^[ Tsk! Just tell me, what's your apartment number? ]^^^

Leonna thought for a moment. There is absolutely no reason for a Christian Wilde to know in detail where he lives. This is New York, not Moscow. Super freak. Oh, is it okay that the guy who is too thirsty to learn wants to give you another surprise?

“411. Satisfied?!”

^^^[ Fuck. I live just one block to your right. ]^^^

“What?”

The machine in Leonna's brain suddenly got stuck. He believes his eardrum must have been in the wrong process. Sure do. How could he live in the same apartment complex, on the same floor and hallway and worse, neighborly? Her fever must have been too high last night until her hearing senses were a bit chaotic.

“Sials. What kind of scenario is this? Are you stalking me? Don't tell me you messed up my favorite account too?”

Okay. The young man across the phone was his reality was really not kidding. However, thanks to the GCD account! his suddenly crowded on the home page of the forum and followers and the number of likes that follow boomed. Sure do. Chris' statement just had to be suspected. Although it may not seem like it, if a creature who has never been so interested in something suddenly becomes a stalker.

^^^[ Stalking? Like I don't have another job! But, relax. I'm outside right now and, oh! That bastard! Where have you been, huh? I waited since then and you guys~ Sorry, Leonna. I'll just visit you later! ]^^^

^^^[ What is it? You're really dating her? Hey, Mr Wilde! Say it! No need to cover up like that. Mr Wil~ ]^^

TUT!

Phone calls were cut off unilaterally. Leonna stared at the screen of her phone which was now back blackened. He then rattled his head with a huff.

“Know from the past the robot creature was a neighbor. Last night's embarrassing incident will never happen. Oh, Stupid leonna~!”

‘ting’ sounds a few seconds later from the microwave, suddenly ending the event of Leonna's soul and mind due to the tragedy of the ghost kisses last night. He also wants to not want to take out side dishes in the microwave. Other foods that are heated using the stove also immediately turn it off and move it to bowls and plates.

All food does not take long have been presented with ‘simple’ on the dining table. Leonna who had poured a cup of ginger water from the teapot, accidentally gave a long pause in front of the refrigerator. Rows of sentences listed on the paper with the decoration of the cartoon Pororo on the edges, spontaneously making something in the recesses of his chest back pauseg-jedug ria.

...‘Leonna, sorry for last night. All right, if you feel a dry throat when you wake up. There's ginger water in the teapot. If it's cold, you just heat it up again. Porridge and some side dishes can also be heated again in the stove or microwave. Oh, some dry side dishes with white patches on them can last up to three days, if put in the refrigerator. Then I'll go home first. Quickly healed.’ – Reid....

...🐣🐣🐣...

The search for Reid's palpitations on Mbah Giggle last night was completely fruitless. He as much as possible has tried not to think about the words ‘falling in love’ it. However, no matter how hard he tried, the name of Leonna who was not lost even more bitterly haunted his mind.

The usual concentration of work is always positive two hundred percent focus, suddenly it changes minus the maximum. Reid frustrated. He really did not understand how a kiss, a mistake, two kisses turned his moments into a collapse. As it is now.

“Reid, did your group work with the beautiful girl yesterday-yesterday it was done?”

“...”

Silent. Aunt Smith has been chattering for minutes. Uncle Smith's life partner for almost even four and a half lustrum then let out a long sigh. The curiosity that since yesterday he was resistant finally ejected also from his dry lips and slightly blackened him. He really has not cared anymore about the so-called privacy of young people or anything. Reid had already overdosed on daydreaming.

“Reid? Reid!”

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Seriate...