A feeling of trepidation instantly sent chills down his spine.
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When Margaret sat in front of him with a serious expression, stopping herself from speaking, Fatty realized that something damn serious might have happened.
He closed the yellow magazine in his hand. It was something he had snatched from Feiyang Captain after boarding the warship, spending five or six hours to finally finish looking at the cover girl...
The agitation from reuniting with the naked beauty on the cover had vanished without a trace. Returning from the fantasy of voluptuous figures to the depressing reality made Fatty temporarily despondent. He lifted his eyelids; Margaret, dressed, was evidently not as charming and cute as when she was undressed.
Seeing Margaret open her mouth but make no sound, Fatty's eyes turned confused.
This wasn't Margaret's style. Her extraordinary intelligence didn't just show in her military talent but also in her verbal expression and emotional control.
