Scarlett murmured, "If you want to get wet, you can go to other places. Why are you standing in front of my house?"
"If I went to other places, you couldn't see me."
Scarlett sneered, "Raymond, don’t you think you're going too far?"
"Just a little."
He nodded and did not deny it.
Scarlett's face turned cold. "Enough!"
Raymond looked at her, but he did not agree. "It's not enough. It's nothing to get wet in the rain."
The two of them looked like soldiers confronting each other. After they stared at each other for a while, Scarlett gave in first. "Forget it, and I won't argue with you."
Alexis always said that Scarlett was cruel, but Scarlett was not cruel enough.
If she was cruel enough, she would let Raymond stay here until the rain stopped.
After hearing Scarlett's words, Raymond moved and said, "Can I come in?"
Scarlett almost couldn't help but close the door.
Raymond was insatiable, wasn't he?
Without waiting for Scarlett to speak, he had already entered her house.
"It's a little cold. I'll take a shower."
Scarlett loosened the handle and turned to go upstairs with a cold face.
Raymond was familiar with the layout of her house, so he went into a spare room directly.
When he came out, Scarlett took hot soup to him and said, "Drink it."
Raymond frowned and looked at the hot soup in front of him. He looked up at Scarlett and said, "Thank you."
He knew that Scarlett was still softhearted.
"Don't get me wrong. I'm just afraid that you'll get sick and your friends will bother me."
This indeed seemed to be something that Alexander would do. Raymond felt sad and quietly finished the soup.
Only then did Scarlett notice his casual clothes." Where did you find them?"
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