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The room fell into silence.

The shadow had a cold face, his eyes were drooping, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

On the other side, Kelsey made a cup of hot tea for himself and held it in both hands.

The warmth in the palm of her palm melted the cold in her aura, making the Queen of Rhode Island look quite relaxed at this moment, and she had more or less a little as young as her face.

"You're too tired, go and have a rest."

After waiting for a long time, Shadow didn't say anything. Kelsey put down the teacup, his voice softer than before.

"Kelsey."

The shadow, which seemed to have lost its soul, suddenly reacted. She stared at the face of the person behind the table, revealing her little tiger teeth, looking like an angry cat.

"I really want to stuff you back into the sarcophagus again."

"You can do that."

Hearing the threat from the shadow, Kelsey's heart was not fluctuating.

"But no matter how many times I go in or how long I stay, I won't become what I originally looked like."

"You understand."

The words were like a thin needle, piercing into the shadow's heart. She was exhaled like a balloon, and she collapsed on the chair, looking at the ceiling with her head slanted with her eyes.

In an instant he became lifeless.

"Why couldn't we be peaceful at the beginning?"

"If that happens, things won't be like this, right?"

"You have said this countless times."

The fragrance of tea permeates the mouth, moistening the taste buds and Kyle Chi's slightly tired spirit.

"History cannot be rewritten, and time will not flow back."

"Try to save it."

The shadow didn't reply.

She still maintained the appearance of a salted fish, her eyes were dull, and her soul had long been unaware of where to go.

Kelsey ignored her, leaned back and enjoyed a pleasant lunch break.

"I'm back."

This time the shadow recovered was much shorter than before, and he didn't mention Valentine's affairs anymore. After saying hello, he turned around and left.

From the conversation just now she understood that Kelsey didn't care about what Valentine was going to do.

It can even be said that she didn't even care about Rhode Island.

Relative to that "original goal".

Yes, how long has Rhode Island been established? How long have they worked hard for that cause?

Decades of love are comparable to nearly a thousand years of love?

Definitely not.

Thinking of this, it seems that nothing happened in Rhode Island has to do with me.

Shadow pushed open the door and walked in the empty corridor. She always felt that she was being wrapped in a ditch, but she didn't know how to get out of the ditch.

But there is one thing she can be sure of.

Kelsey really doesn't want her to care about Valentine's business.

Just monitor it.

That's easy, no matter how he himself is happy to be free.

Shadow quickly convinced himself and began to think about what errands to arrange for Red Bat after being discharged from the hospital. In just a few minutes, he even conceived a plan process to use him to obtain internal information about Laiyin's life.

Although I only came up with a rough idea.

On the other hand, after the shadow left, Kelsey's aura instantly returned to its original state.

Even the hot tea in my hand became a little cold.

Didn't she know the dangers of Valentine?

And it is precisely because of knowing that we ignore it and let it go.

The shadow can see other people's lives, and Kelsey...

Can see the future.

She knows everything.

In the future without Valentine, no matter how hard she tried, she could not achieve her original goal.

Everything will be destroyed by Noah.

Even Amia...

Only with Valentine can you have a slight chance of winning.

Even if that victory was not what she wanted.

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Valentine didn't know anyone was calculating him.

This guy was sitting at the head of the bed, looking at the two sisters in the pile of clothes worried.

The floor of the bedroom was full of paper boxes and packaging bags, and the bed was filled with their newly bought clothes and shoes. Raphael pulled out a dress and stood in front of the mirror. He put on a few poses, turned around and raised his chin:

"Does it look good?"

"nice."

Valentine clapped her hands, her voice dry.

Sure enough, women shop is a torture for men. Even if they are tired, they have to deal with their love for beauty when they go home. Finally, they have to help them clean up their clothes...

It's simply torture.

"Not sincere at all."

Raphael gave Valentine a fierce look and expressed his unconcealed perfunctory behavior.

"Oh, my angel, you are so beautiful! This dress is not worthy of your beauty at all. This outdated thing should appear in the garbage dump, not in your closet full of artworks!."

Valentine immediately gave the Angel Sister a post to read, which made Raphael get goosebumps.

"You are serious!"

"I'm serious."

Xiaolongren looked sincere.

"In my eyes, you look the most unclothed..."

Peng!

An empty cardboard box flew over Valentine's ears and smashed it against the wall.

Raphael narrowed his eyes slightly, raised his mouth, and his small wings and halo emitted some fluorescence.

"So, you are very brave?"

The familiar lines and familiar expressions made Valentin feel a chill inexplicably.

There was a tingling pain on his waist, as if countless needles were stabbed in.

But this did not suppress his brain circuit.

Valentine reached into the pile of clothes on the bed and quickly took a small object out of it.

It was a glasses case containing glasses that Raphael bought for himself, decorated with lensless glasses, and black thin frames.

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When in the store, Raphael, wearing these glasses, looked very bookish, as if he had just joined the job, elegant and intellectual.

Now...

"Can you put it on first and then say what you said just now?"

Raphael glanced at the glasses frame and took them over and put them on.

Then a hungry tiger pounced on food!

"I... you old woman is not moral!"

"What did you say, stinky boy?"

"It hurts so much! I'm wrong. I'm wrong. You let go quickly, let go!"

...

The angel and the flying dragon frayed together, and the initial wail quickly turned into laughter.

Xing Yihuang seemed to have been used to it for a long time and didn't even look at them.

She folded the clothes she bought and put them into the closet, pulled out a few clothes that had not been cut off from the bag on the ground, and threw them to Raphael.

"Hey, let's try these."

The angel let go of the little dragon man and spread the clothes.

Valentine turned her head and looked over, her eyes widened.

"Sailor suit?"

"Seal skirt?"

Are you serious sister?

"And there."

Raphael threw the women's clothing into Valentine's arms and took two more pieces in front of him.

"White stockings over the knee! Square-toe leather shoes! And--"

“Oversized pink bow hairpin!”

.

Looking at Raphael's bright smile, Valentine was speechless for a moment.

Although he had women's clothing and had a fake identity for women, it does not mean that he really regarded this as a hobby.

But it is hard for Angel Sister to refuse her anticipated eyes and smile...

In the end, Valentine had to compromise.

For him, there was another kind of torture brought by shopping with women.

Maybe, he is the only one who has such troubles.