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[The young man on the left is so handsome. His facial features are so good-looking. He can look decent without makeup. He must be handsin men's clothes!] Chad couldn't help but hum.

Of course, although he was not as good-looking as Anthony and Malcolm, he was not bad compared to other men.

[Wow, look, his maid outfit doesn't seem to fit well. Look at this waist. It looks strong. | love it! shy.jpg] [He looks so innocent. He is especially suitable for being bullied at first sight.] He was not suitable for being bullied! Can your vision be good!? he was a pure straight man! Below were sfanciful comments about his physique.

However, among these 10,000 comments, more was to discuss Anthony.

He was indeed too beautiful in women's clothes. Without makeup, he was a very good-looking beauty. In this regard, Chad was willing to be inferior, and he did not want to argue with him about winning or losing.

Chad continued to clean the toilet in the laboratory. He felt miserable but could not vent, so he had to work hard without complaining.

He stayed here until later afternoon.

Chad was cleaning the toilet on the second floor, when suddenly there were steady footsteps in the corridor.

Chad ignored it and focused on cleaning.

The footsteps behind him went all the way to the door of the toilet, and there was no movement. Chad was surprised and turned his head to look.

Malcolm, in a dark green military uniform, was leaning against the door frof the toilet with his hands folded, and gazing at him calmly.

"The camera can smooth skin and beautify your skin. Netizens have boasted you and Anthony in women's clothes. When | look at it with the naked eye, it's not as exaggerated as they say." Chad was a little bit resentful, "Bro, you just to cover to seewearing women's clothes, and taunt me?" Malcolm sneered lazily, "How can | be so boring? | need you to do an urgent mission with me. We will leave in an hour. Go and change your clothes. Cwith me. | bring you the uniform. Be quick.” Alarge bag was handed to Chad.

Chad was cheering inside.

"Great, you are my savior!" Malcolm raised his eyebrows, "Don't rush to be happy. It's a month-long toilet cleaning. You'll have to wear this outfit tomorrow." "Ah!" Did he have to wear this every day for the next month? Chad was dumbfounded.

Originally he thought it was a bolt from the blue, but what Malcolm said made him want to say goodbye to this beautiful world.

Malcolm smiled interestingly and said, "Wear the maid outfit tomorrow. Remember to put on a little makeup. If you can't do it yourself, let Keira help you. You can't lose too much in appearance to Anthony." This was Malcolm's desire to win his rival in love, but why was Chad the one who took the critical strike? "Bro, you're too cruel! I'm a man, a straight man, a rough man from the military. You actually letdo make-up?" Malcolm couldn't help laughing, reached out and patted his cheek, and pinched hard, "Rough? Is it not very tender? Remember to put on makeup tomorrow. That's the deal.” There was no room for refusal, and it was so settled.

Chad was distressed and resentful.

The coercion of Malcolm over the years made him dare not say anything, so he could only find a hapless one to vent and bear this pain with him! While in the toilet cubicle to change, Chad texted Anthony by the way.

Chad: [There is an urgent task in the bureau. | have to go. There are three toilets left to be cleaned, so | leave them to you.] [Also, you are not allowed to change your clothes after tonight! You have to wear it back to Callahan Residence!] It took five minutes for him to receive a reply.

There were only two words.

[For what?] Chad sat in the armed car for the mission, typed angrily with both hands and replied, [Because you lost the bet, you have to be my attendant for a month. During this month, | will be your immediate boss. You have to listen to me, understand?] After another two minutes, Anthony sent another message to reply.

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[Okay] The resentment in Chad's heart instantly loosened. The word made him feel particularly happy, and he even smiled.

Half past six in the afternoon.

Anthony just got off work and cleaned all the three toilets that Chad had left for him.

He, who had never done this kind of work, had a sore back.

He sighed and sat smoking in the safe passage of the laboratory.

Under the smoky smog, the domineering posture of his smoking did not match the delicate and ultra-short maid skirt.

No one saw him anyway. He put his long hair behind him, and his sitting posture becmore and more arrogant.

There were footsteps downstairs. He didn't bother to care, and concentrated on smoking.

There were seven floors. He couldn't believe that someone had to take the stairs to the sixth floor instead of taking the elevator.

The footsteps not only did not disappear, but they were getting closer.

When Anthony wanted to leave, the person had already passed the corner, stood in the middle of the stairs between the sixth and the fifth floor, and looked up at him.

The two looked at each other awkwardly.

The man was Sven, wearing a scientific research uniform. It seemed that he should be a young doctor.

He stared at Anthony's domineering sitting position in his miniskirt and was dumbfounded.

Anthony felt that and reacted later. Immediately, he put his legs together, coughed twice, and deliberately said delicately, "What are you looking at? Have you never seen a beautiful woman smoking?" He had taken a camouflage class at the Security Agency training camp before, and he was the best in the class.

With that very beautiful maid costume, Sven really couldn't tell he was a man.

Sven awkwardly pushed his glasses up and lowered his head, "I'm sorry." "Then walk fast. You disturbed my smoking mood." His pretended voice was very sharp and his appearance was extremely beautiful and exotic, but his temper was unbelievably bad.

"Yes, yes, I'm sorry." The man bowed slightly and raised his feet to go upstairs.

Anthony was standing on the stairs and stopped him immediately, "What are you doing upstairs? Go back, get out of the safe passage, and take the elevator." The man was stunned by what he said, and did not dare to look at his beautiful face with a strong aura.

"Okay, okay." The man turned to leave.

Anthony let out a sigh of smoke, and returned to the domineering sitting position just now with a cold face.

After a busy day of physical work, he can finally take a two-minute break but he had to be disturbed by an uneasy person.

He thought gloomily and suddenly heard the sound of footsteps running back.

The young doctor just now reappeared on the stairs between the sixth and fifth floors, looking up at Anthony.

Anthony restrained his sitting posture in a second, thought that his disguise was exposed, and said fiercely, "What? Want to fight?" The man was nervous, and it took a long tto take out his mobile phone from his suit.

Anthony stared at him seriously, wondering what the hell he was up to.

But he didn't expect the man to summon the courage to ask, "That... Miss, I'm twenty-eight years old this year. A biochemistry graduate student at Shoynia Acadia University, with a PhD...I like reading books, and | don't talk much ” Anthony was confused.

The man shook his hand and opened the Facebook interface on his mobile phone, and handed it over weakly, "l want to...I want to get to know Miss. Can I... follow your Facebook?" Anthony furrowed tightly and was extremely perplexed.