"Hey, hey, let's go out first. I have to change my clothes... Well, maybe Xiao Guoguang wants to see me change my clothes." Di Ling'an smiled evilly. Well, it can be understood as teasing Tezuka Kunimitsu.

Tezuka Kunimitsu pushed up his glasses covertly, his ears turned slightly red, and he closed the door quickly with his hands and feet.

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Di Ling'an moved his bandaged right hand, hmm... it looked very similar to that one who was hiding something.

Opening the closet, Di Lingan instantly expressed his gratitude to Alexander.

Why are they all skirts? And those kind of tight-fitting tops? A normal piece of clothing would be a death? A pair of pants would be a death? Ahhhhhh?

Di Ling'an took off his windbreaker and walked out with a paralyzed expression. Tezuka, who was waiting outside, was a little surprised to find that Di Ling'an had not changed his clothes at all.

In fact, the scariest thing is that Di Ling'an's evil smile has no expression on his face.

Di Lingan walked straight to the tennis court, grabbed Atobu and dragged him out of the tennis court.

"..."

Atobe straightened his hair and said, "Ah, what are you doing, you are not a gorgeous woman?"

Di Lingan hugged his chest and Xie Si's eyes narrowed dangerously, "Do you have any clothes for people to wear in your villa?"

Atobe's eyes flickered after hearing this, and he touched the mole with his hand and lightly rubbed it, "No."

"..."

Di Ling'an's eyebrows twitched, "Go find some decent clothes and pants."

Atobe smiled with a devilish look on his face, "Look for it yourself. If you can't find it, just forget it."

Di Ling'an curled up his lips and said, "Really." Then he wiped Atobe's body and walked into the villa. As he passed by, he stomped on Atobe's sneakers, seemingly unintentionally.

"Hiss..." Atobe gasped in pain, looking at a black origin appearing on the white sneakers. This is not the point, the point is that it hurts.

She is indeed not a gorgeous woman!

Di Ling'an called Richard from all the way and asked Richard to take his group of slutty guards to search the entire villa, but they only found those immoral clothes.

"How presumptuous! You can't even do this well! Richard, take off your clothes and give them to me." Di Ling'an squinted his eyes and took a sip of coffee and said this calmly.

Richard suddenly felt bad, crying as if someone in his family had died, "Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu! Your Majesty, what should I do if I take off my clothes?"

Di Ling'an's enchanting red eyes flashed with a playful light, "What should I do? You can run naked, as long as no one recognizes you as Duke Richard."

The group of paralyzed and handsome guards behind him couldn't help but curl their lips. Sir Richard really has no status.

Oh, let me go! At this time, you shouldn't rush up and yell at Her Majesty the Queen like a loyal dog. Oh, shit, the unscrupulous author has come out again, press back decisively.

So the camera switched to after Richard had been stripped of his clothes.

With a look of resentment, Richard, wearing only a white shirt, threw himself at a guard behind him, "Wow, Ellen, you see Her Majesty the Queen is bullying me again."

The man named Allen twitched his lips helplessly, "The Duke...image."

Di Ling'an squinted his eyes and looked at the man named Allen.

Black broken hair, black eyes, black earrings, and black cloak. He looks like a mysterious and enchanting messenger of darkness.

His fair skin had deep facial features that looked like those of an Asian. He was delicate and beautiful, and exuded a strong masculinity. Di Ling'an took a sip of coffee and was wearing Richard's eye-catching jazz uniform, "You

Are you Chinese?"
Chapter completed!