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Hazel grabbed Bradley's vest, but her hand was shaking and looked nerveless. Thus, she had to let go of it and furiously pointed at the tip of his nose.

"Tell me!"

"Hazel, what do you want me to say? You are even sharper than an interrogator."

"Tell me! Do you have STDs or AIDS?"

"What?" (⊙_⊙)

In a second, Bradley was broad awake, as though he had been doused in icy water.

"STDs? AIDS? Who are you talking about?"

...

"Of course, it's you! Do you have STDs or AIDS? Tell me the truth! I will be lenient with those who confess, but if you lie to me, I will kill you."

"It seems you got my text...."

Bradley muttered.

"Answer me!" Hazel roared again, and Bradley could feel a kind of ringing in his ears.

"Well, you are the boss. Hazel, I don't have any STD or AIDS. I even don't have a chance to catch them."

He had never had sex with a woman before, and never had he seen a woman's naked body. Therefore, how could he have those kinds of diseases?

Hazel rolled her eyes and continued to ask in a professional manner,

"Did you wear a condom last night?"

"Condom?" Bradley was shocked again. He widened his eyes and looked at Hazel in disbelief, "What do you mean? Why did I have to wear a condom?"

"Damn! You piece of shit! You slept with me, but you didn't wear a condom! I never thought of you as a prostitute with no standards!"

Hazel got irritated and kept slapping Bradley in the face. In order not to get hit, Bradley flinched like a mouse.

"Stop! Please don't hit me anymore!"

Seeing Hazel was going crazy and words couldn't calm her down, Bradley had no choice but to reach out and grab her hands.

"Stop, you little bitch! You're even fierier than women in the police station! I can't stand you anymore! Let me tell you. I didn't sleep with you last night, so I needn't wear a condom. Don't assume anything. What a paranoid you are!"

Hazel glared at Bradley. He was good-looking and looked honest, so she thought he wasn't lying.

'Moreover, why does this guy look sort of familiar?'

'He does look familiar!'

"Stop lying! You brought me back because you wanted to sleep with me, didn't you? Who can prove that you didn't touch me? After all, I'm a beautiful girl. Nobody will think you could leave me alone on your bed."

These words could also be interpreted as "If you don't want to sleep with me, you are belittling my charisma!"

...

Bradley blushed and stuttered.

because he truly cultivated at her snow-white thighs

"No, I didn't...."

stuttering, and it means you're

better if he had slept with her last

hurry, Bradley roared

still a virgin, so I don't even know how to have

that? How can you

with eyes

how to

that even if he had a glib tongue, he couldn't win Hazel in argument. Thus, he got frustrated,

certificate. I swear to you with it that I didn't sleep with you. If you don't believe me, I can't prove it and you can do whatever you want. Take this and report

the police certificate, Hazel looked at it again and again. Then, she looked towards Bradley who

"Oh, it's you!"

she had said. She patted Bradley's shoulder like a good friend and said

it's you. I'm very grateful to you for helping me that day at the police station. I was

your gratitude like

Bradley rolled his eyes.

herself between her eyebrows and thought that if she had slept with someone last night, she

this officer was at least

...

station, she found

What a pure officer!

man's house any longer. She smiled mischievously, and gently hit

me. Please don't be angry. After all, you have learned a lot of things

Hazel said, Bradley didn't know whether to laugh

glanced at Hazel

something like STDs and condoms. It seems you're an expert

deserve it. I am just a little more

Suddenly,

you say you were

This embarrassed Bradley.

when hearing

I shouldn't have told this mad woman about it. Now, I am

god, what kind of world is

who always flirts with others

"I ... I..."

his head and felt

like a witch, looked down at him and tried to looked him in

the truth. Are

was angry that Hazel called him 'little boy' rather

he thought it sounded very

still a

I won't

...

a worrier who was

hugged one of his arms and said