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Of course, he did not sleep well that night. There was always a bastard in the dream that he did not intend to bless him with his marriage with Juliana, which made him miss the "sacred" thing repeatedly.

The reason why he had no good feelings for the priest from this day resided in his head. So much so that in the future, the priests would have to spend a lot of money to prove that as priests they really sincerely bless their marriage.

"Bang!"

Early in the morning, Zhao Fubo was still sleeping soundly, and the door of his bedroom was kicked open. Zhao Fubo, who was awakened, sat up all of a sudden. Some important things in his intuition were broken by himself.

"Julianna!"

Juliana's body was the first piece that Zhao Fubo thought of. But when he turned his head, he was surprised to find that the person beside him was empty.

The person who broke into Zhao Fubo's bedroom was not someone else, but the iceberg beauty Amina who had to compete with Zhao Fubo every morning. After she came in, she suddenly turned her back and looked at the sun outside the window.

After experiencing last night, Zhao Fubo, who was not moving, was still naked at this time, and even his brother was still doing morning fucks stupidly. Amina's voice was still so cold, but from her angry stomping her feet, it can be seen that nothing escaped her eyes.

"Hmph...well... did you sleep well last night? Give you half a cup of tea time to get up. I'm worried that you didn't sleep well last night, so I'm going to leave if you win, tell you that I've already packed up!"

Zhao Fubo sat blankly on the bed, looking around, carefully recalling every clip of last night. He suspected that everything that happened last night was just his own dream. It was not until he saw a few long golden hair next to the pillow that he was sure of everything.

With the answer, he no longer thought about it, because that girl Amina would not give anyone any time. Maybe she would really rush in with a sword, stab herself with a sword and never see her again.

Suddenly, a devil seemed to run into Zhao Fubo's head, and he thought of something.

"Hmph, just leave if you win? Is it easy to leave? If you force me like this, then tonight... tomorrow morning... see how you leave!"

Since he learned physiological hygiene, Zhao Fubo's courage has become increasingly stronger. From the beginning, he has to blush when holding hands, but now he can design such a bad plan. It can only be said that he has already learned to himself in the short time after he became aware of it.

It is not a problem to compete in swords. Although I drank some wine last night, and although Zhao Fubo suspected that everything I saw last night was a dream, the fighting skills that I had been training for many years naturally would not decline because of these things.

When he stirred Amina's sword with his stinging sword until it flew away, he said proudly to Amina.

"My dear Amina, your swordsmanship is progressing so fast. You can't escape like this in your life. I think you'd better untickle the burden!"

Amina glanced at Zhao Fubo coldly. Even so, she was still full of willingness to accept defeat.

"You have to remember that I will not be defeated forever. In addition, I need you to remember one thing, don't call me dear, or..."

As he said that, he picked up his stinging sword and looked threatening to Zhao Fubo.

"Okay...Okay, don't argue, come and have breakfast!"

For some reason, Zhao Fubo listened to Juliana's voice a little strange. Moreover, her tone was not like the unruly little John in the past, but instead became more feminine. Zhao Fubo withdrew his sword and came to Juliana. Amina ran back to her house. Perhaps this girl had really put a baggage in her mind and planned to defeat Zhao Fubo and leave.

“Hey…last night…”

Juliana's ladylike spirit immediately disappeared without a trace, and her beautiful blue eyes rolled her eyes at Zhao Fubo.

"Last night, you were so embarrassed to say that you drank so much wine and kept talking nonsense! It made me and that little maid serve you for a long time. I will prepare breakfast for you this morning!"

Zhao Fubo really glared at this moment. He sat at the table and held his chin with his hands, recalling what happened last night in pain.

"Are it all my dreams? But it feels so real!"

Zhao Fubo thought, and couldn't help but raise his hand and even smell it on his fingers. Of course, there was nothing else on his washed hands except the smell of soap.

"predict"

Juliana chiseled his head, and then her "learning" came.

"I don't have a good meal early in the morning, and I'm thinking about anything!"

With this chisel, Zhao Fubo's memory seemed to have been opened. He remembered many things. He even forgot that his hand was still in front of him, and turned his face to look at Juliana.

"I remembered that all those things were true last night, not my dream!"

Juliana's face, who was originally pretending to be calm, suddenly turned red. She scolded Zhao Fubo with a louder voice in a bit embarrassed.

"What's true or not? Do you want to eat breakfast? If you don't eat, I'll ask someone to take it away!"
Chapter completed!