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LIV: Mr. President Sucks At Lying!
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2024-10-29 19:42:56"Aren't you feeling hot Dylan?" Mrs. Cruz can't help but ask his son right after her eyes laid on him. She was preparing the table for them to have breakfast together but she literally stopped whatever she's doing just to stare at Dylan for some time.
Of course, who would not find it strange? The sun is shining so bright in the clear blue sky. It's such a fine weather. And considering the fact that they're in a tropical country, the temperature should be no less than 30 degrees celsius.
Everyone else in the house is wearing comfortable and thin clothes made up of cotton except for Dylan. He is wearing his dark green turtle neck sweater made up of polyester. His sweat is even starting to form underneath his clothes.
"Nope. Not at all!" Dylan is quick to respond. "I just look hot but I'm not feeling hot. I'm totally fine. Very comfortable." He faked a laugh to sound confident.
Hearing all this nonsense, Denise can't help but roll her eyes. Since Ulysses isn
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