Chapter 745 Gender Doesn't Matter
Chapter 745 Gender Doesn't Matter
Chapter 745 Gender Doesn't Matter
After hearing Abbot's words, Camila nodded in agreement.
Seeing that Camila didn't object, Abbot continued, "Mom, maybe you will have to suffer a little then."
Camila raised her hand to tug at the shawl on her shoulder and then said in a voice that only the two of
them could hear, "Have I suffered less because of these people these years? Colin is right. Now that
we've started, we must take them down once and forever."
Abbot responded in a deep voice, "I agree."
Camila continued, "Don't interfere in this, or your father will think that it's you who want to deal with
those people and trap them."
Abbot answered with a smile, "Don't worry. With Colin around, I won't do it myself."
Camila patted Abbot on the back of his hand on her shoulder. "That's good. I trust Colin. Although you
three are not siblings, you guys have a very good friendship."
As soon as Camila had finished speaking, a whistle came from the crowd.
Camila turned her head at the sound and then saw Lance, dressed in a white bodice bridesmaid's
dress, being heckled, pushed, and teased by a group of people.
Lance blushed, but he still showed a careless face.
"Get your hands off me, you rogues. Fuck!"
"You bachelors! Haven't you ever seen a bridesmaid?"
"Fuck, Matthew, how could you touch my thigh?"
"Fuck, who touched my back?"
Lance shouted as he tried to dodge. Matthew took the lead in teasing him, "We are all bros. What are
you afraid of?"
Lance covered his chest and kicked Matthew with his foot. "Now that we are all bros, why don't you let
me touch you in a bridesmaid's dress?"
Matthew said, "I will if I can, but I'm the best man today!"
As he spoke, Matthew took the opportunity to reach out and touch the hollow space on Lance's back
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Lance cursed loudly. Then he put one hand in front of his chest and the other hand on his back. "Does
gender not matter to you bachelors? Look at me. I'm a man!"
Matthew twisted his fingers deliberately. "To be honest, Lance, your skin is smoother than that of a
woman! It's so creamy!"
Hearing this, the others followed suit to make fun of Lance.
"Lance, let us touch you, please. We also want to feel your creamy skin."
"He's right. Honestly speaking, Lance, you look very hot today in this bridesmaid's dress."
They were all men in their twenties, so they talked very carelessly.
The content of their words even became wilder and wilder.
Lance was so scared by them that he turned to ask Andy outside the crowd for help with a helpless
face.
"Andy, why don't you help me? Are you really going to watch me being taken advantage of by them?"
Andy, in the best man's dress, stood side by side with Hunter.
Faced with Lance's plea for help, Andy was expressionless, and there was no unnecessary emotion on
his face.
Hunter leaned against the wine cabinet behind him and smiled, "I have to say, Lance is really
adorable."
After saying that, he saw that the person beside him did not respond. Then he turned his head and
asked, "Why don't you talk?"
Andy asked in a cold voice, "About what?"
Hunter replied, "Lance is so cute, and you look cold and indifferent all day. Don't you have a sense of
crisis?"
Andy said in a deep voice, "No."
Hunter laughed teasingly, "Tell me the truth, if Lance were a girl, would you like her?"
Hearing this, Andy subconsciously looked into the noisy crowd, and his jaw tightened.
Hunter asked again, "Would you?"
Andy frowned. "Boring."
Hunter sneered and leaned against the wine cabinet. Then he said meaningfully, "If Lance were a girl, I
would definitely like her."
After Andy heard this, his eyebrows furrowed tightly, and he did not respond.