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Lucia put the notebook back into the inner pocket of her clothes and nodded, "Miss, you just need to wait for tomorrow's banquet. You don't need to worry too much about these things."
Still studying, she had no power to intervene in important family affairs. Daphne leaned on the pillow, sighing with a mix of melancholy and ease.
The main house of Qiaoxi In such a cold place, basically every room has at least one fireplace to maintain a somewhat normal temperature inside the castle. If it's where the blood servants reside, the supply of heating facilities will be even more abundant than in the castle.
Just looking at the charcoal burning bright red in the stove, Daphne could imagine the huge castle, shrouded in a hazy atmosphere of smoke rising from the chimneys.
Daphne has already adapted to the guest room, which has a completely different layout and configuration from her own room. Fortunately, she doesn't have a habit of recognizing beds, and the blood plasma provided by Josie's home shouldn't taste much different from what she's used to at home.
She sits on the king-size bed, covered with a blanket, and after reading for the day, she feels tired and leans against the pillow for a while, spending the night in this decadent manner. Perhaps because she slept too long at night, she feels unusually energetic when the day arrives.
Miller was busy with socializing outside all night, and it wasn't until the sun had just risen that he finally had a moment to catch his breath.
As he gently pushed open the door and walked into the bedroom, he happened to see his sister kneeling on the carpet, piecing together a huge and incredibly complex jigsaw puzzle of a landscape.
Hearing the sound of the door opening, Daphne unexpectedly looked up and asked, "How did you come to my bedroom, brother?"
Miller walked over, sat down beside her, pinched the bridge of his nose, and replied, "Josie prepared a guest room for the two of us."
Daphne widened her eyes in surprise, "Brother, are you going to sleep with me? Josie's home Surely you can't be too busy to free up two guest rooms, right?"
"So actually..." Miller looked into her eyes and said, "I told them that soon, Josie will receive wedding invitations from the two of us."
Wedding?!
Daphne looked at Miller in disbelief, casually tossing aside the puzzle in her hand, and climbed over to pin him down on the carpet.
Miller Gently following her momentum, he leaned back and let his sister place both palms on his chest, then reached out to hold her hand.
Daphne Sitting on his lower abdomen, her soft golden hair brushed against his face, tickling his collarbone and face, making him involuntarily smile.
"You're still smiling!" Daphne angrily pinched his face. "Miller, I remember I haven't agreed to your proposal yet! No, after rejecting it last time, you haven't even prepared for a second proposal ceremony!"
Miller blinked shamelessly and said, "The process has never been important to me. I only care about whether the result meets my expectations."
He came like this, and the news of their impending marriage, which had no shadow at the banquet tomorrow, would definitely spread like wildfire. Even if Daphne didn't want to marry him so soon, she had to. "Miller, you big scoundrel..."
Daphne used her fingers to pinch her brother hard, leaving behind red marks one by one. But with Miller's powerful self-healing ability, those marks quickly disappeared without a trace.
Miller let her pinch for a while, feeling that his sister's anger had subsided, he caught her soft hand and looked at her pitifully, " Flora, I've been busy all night, can I go to sleep first?"
Daphne saw her brother's tired eyes and couldn't bear it. She let go of teasing him and pointed to the sofa in the living room, saying, "You can sleep, but not in my bed."
Miller stared at her for a moment, then suddenly wrapped his arms around her waist and sat up, lifting her with a swift motion. Daphne let out a sound and instinctively held onto her brother's shoulders to prevent herself from falling.
He carried her a few steps to the edge of the bed and threw her onto it. Daphne's body sank into the soft king-size bed, bouncing twice before a heavy body pressed down on top of her before she could get up.
Daphne had no choice but to be trapped by her brother's arms on the bed, kicking her feet: "Brother, brother, let me go..."
Miller He nuzzled her ear and said with a hint of grievance, "Darling, you haven't married me yet, so you won't let me sleep in the bed."
Daphne He made her blush with anger, "You, I... Is there anything wrong with that?"
Miller was also amused by his own bandit-like words. He chuckled softly while holding Daphne and said, "Be good, accompany your brother to sleep for a while."
"Ah, let me go!"
Daphne didn't feel sleepy at first, but she was held in place by Miller and found it difficult to move. Listening to the gradually steady breathing beside her, she couldn't remember when she had fallen back into the dream again.
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