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After a while, Eros walked out of the bathroom with brisk steps.
Because he thought that there was someone waiting for him outside, he didn't spend too much time washing up this time. He just washed briefly and was done.
In the bathroom, Isabella watched Eros's back disappear at the bathroom door. She supported her body, which had become a little soft from the warm bath water, and squatted down to help Eros tidy up the clothes he had just changed.
In order to save time, she had to speed up her movements so that she could help Eros finish the bath as quickly as possible.
She was exhausted after taking this bath. It turned out that being a bath maid was quite hard work.
In the living room, Wendini hugged her mother, who had just washed and smelled fragrant, and said in a somewhat complaining tone:
"How come Eros takes a bath slower than you, mom? You've been washing for a whole minute, and he's still not done."
As soon as she finished speaking, Eros's dissatisfied voice came from the door:
"How am I slow? Hasn't it been like this for all these years?"
Hearing Eros's voice, Undine's eyes suddenly lit up and a happy smile appeared on her face, but she still defended herself:
"It's just slow. Look, mom has already finished washing."
Eros walked into the living room, sat down on the sofa, and snorted:
"That only means that Mom is fast at taking baths, not that I'm slow."
"Isn't it too slow to shower for more than ten minutes? When I was in college, I heard other girls say that it only takes a man five minutes to shower. You took three times that long." Wendini muttered softly.
"Then let me ask you, what was the average length of my bath in the past?" Eros asked with a squint.
Wendini was stunned for a moment, then hesitantly said, "It seems like, about an hour."
"That's it, isn't it? I used to take about an hour to wash, but today I was done in just over ten minutes. Isn't that fast?"
Eros said it with confidence.
Wendini blinked her eyes, it seemed to be right, but she still felt something was wrong.
After thinking for a while, Wendini still couldn't figure out what was wrong, so he was too lazy to think about it anymore. It wasn't a very important matter anyway.
After getting rid of the question from his mind, Wendini's face was filled with smiles again. He reached out and hugged his mother, took a deep breath of satisfaction, and said with a crazy look on his face:
"Mom smells so good!"
Estelle was helpless about her daughter who was like a dog-skin plaster.
But what she didn't know was that Nemesis, who was sitting opposite her, was filled with envy after seeing this scene, and kept winking at Vivian beside him.
She also wanted her daughter to stick to her like this, but unfortunately, Vivian seemed not to notice her glances and continued to sit there calmly.
This made Nemesis feel sad. He looked at other people's daughters and then at his own daughter.
It's really frustrating to compare yourself with others.
"Okay, let me go!"
Seeing that Wendini kept arching her face in her arms and making deep breathing sounds from time to time, Estelle could no longer bear it. She reached out and supported her daughter's forehead, trying to open her daughter's face.
Undine pouted and fell into Eros' arms on the other side. She complained to Eros in a low voice, saying that her mother was a bad woman.
Eros reached out and stroked Undine's soft golden hair, with a smile on his face, and listened quietly to Undine's whispers.
Estelle's face darkened when she heard this.
Nemesis watched the scene from beginning to end, then leaned over to Vivian's ear and whispered:
"You can bury yourself in your mother's arms. I will definitely not dislike you."
Vivian glanced at her and said in a flat tone, "Your true form has no breasts."
Nemesis: “…”
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Although Weiwei's voice was not loud, the living room was full of warlocks with keen hearing, so they all heard it.
So everyone's eyes turned to Nemesis. After Eros's previous narration, they knew that the one in front of them was a god walking on earth.
This was a piece of gossip about the body of a god. For a moment, they were all a little excited, as if they had heard some big secret.
Noticing the gazes of everyone in the living room, Nemesis's face flushed red, and his tone unconsciously rose a few degrees as he loudly retorted to Vivian:
"What are you talking about? I don't have breasts, I clearly do!"
"Look, isn't this me?"
As she spoke, she puffed out her chest, as if to prove that she had it.
Watching Nemesis's actions, Vivian's voice remained calm:
"That's mine."
Nemesis: “…”
"But we share a body now, and this is also mine!"
Nemesis' voice was a little weak when he said this, as if he lacked confidence.
Weiwei frowned and thought for a moment, then nodded seriously and apologized:
"What you said makes sense. I was wrong. You do have it now."
Nemesis: “…”
Is she admitting that she has it, or is she just finding ways to praise herself?
She couldn't tell the difference, she really couldn't tell the difference.
Nemesis sighed deeply in his heart. Why are other people's daughters like sweet little cotton-padded jackets and soft cream cakes, but to hers is a leaky vest? Why is that?
In the soul space, Eros's consciousness projection looked at Cynthia in front of him with curiosity and asked:
"You heard what Vivian said just now. Is it true that Nemesis doesn't have a true body?"
Cynthia had no intention of keeping the secret for her best friend. After hearing Eros's question, she directly revealed her best friend's secret.
"It's not that there isn't any, it's just a little small."
"Oh? How big is a little small?" Eros became interested.
Cynthia simply gestured with her hands to indicate the size, and then, as if she was afraid that Eros didn't understand, she gave Eros another example:
"With your hand, Master, you might be able to use one hand."
Eros suddenly realized that based on the size Cynthia had just pointed out and his understanding of cup sizes, Nemesis should be in the B cup range.
No wonder Vivian said that Nemesis had no breasts. As a strong person who was at least D-level, Vivian was indeed qualified to say this.
After getting the exact answer from Cynthia, Eros looked at Nemesis again with a hint of curiosity in his eyes.
Isn't Nemesis the parthenogenetic Vivian? Then why is Vivian so fit, while she, the mother, is so small?
As if she had noticed Eros's gaze, Nemesis turned her head and looked at Eros. After noticing the curiosity in Eros' eyes, she always felt that this yellow-haired man was thinking about something bad.
He immediately glared at Eros fiercely. Eros tactfully looked away and started talking about other things with Undine in his arms.
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