?<strong>Chapter 774:</strong>


    But Milly, usually so agreeable, shook her head with a touch of stubbornness.


    “I think love should go both ways. You don’t need to be the one suffering on the sofa. I’m less likely to catch a cold, anyway. And girls can carry their boyfriends bridal style, too. Guys deserve to be pampered sometimes.”


    Howard chuckled, amused.


    “Oh, so you’re that strong, huh?”


    “Of course! I can easily lift you,” Milly dered, and before Howard could react, she scooped him up right off the sofa.


    The unexpected sensation of being suspended in the air left Howard momentarily stunned.


    He looked down at the floor in disbelief, feeling his face flush slightly as he realized he was now cradled in Milly’s arms.


    “Ah…” Waylon emerged from his room, yawningzily, his only intention to grab a quick ss of water from the kitchen.


    But the scene unfolding before him stopped him in his tracks.


    His ss slipped from his hand, shattering on the floor with a loud crash.


    The sharp sound of ss breaking brought Madisyn and Andrew rushing from their room, rmed.


    These days, with everything so tense, they couldn’t afford to be careless.


    “Waylon, what happened?” Madisyn asked, eyes wide with concern.


    Waylon parted his lips as if to speak but fell silent. Madisyn followed his gaze, her eyesnding on the two figures by the sofa.


    There, in the middle of the room, Milly was still carrying Howard bridal style.


    Madisyn blinked, momentarily at a loss for words.


    Lately, it seemed like they were getting used to seeing unexpected things.


    “Oh, Waylon, what’s the big deal?” Madisyn said, hoping to save Howard from feeling too embarrassed.


    “I carry Andrew like that all the time!”


    Andrew’s head snapped toward Madisyn, a hint of yful reproach in his eyes.


    Waylon scratched his head, utterly bewildered.


    Had the world really changed this much? Maybe it was time he found a girlfriend too!


    “Alright, I’m going to bed,” he mumbled, deciding against getting water and making his way back to his room.


    Madisyn and Andrew returned to their own room as well, and as soon as the door clicked shut, Andrew turned to her with a bemused look.


    “Do you often carry me like that?”


    Madisyn shed him a mischievous grin.


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