Bring Your A Game

Bring Your A Game Mr Chapter 649-When Quentin returned with the wine from the cellar, his attitude toward Alexander significantly changed. Not only did he warmly serve Alexander some food, but he also had a few drinks with Alexander. It truly felt as though he had married off his daughter.

Quentin had gotten a little drunk, so Layla helped him upstairs to wash up after dinner.

Meanwhile, Elise and Alexander sat on the sofa and cuddled against each other. The television was playing her recent coffee commercial that had just been released. The entire room was tranquil except for the sound of the television.

Alexander was enjoying his time alone with her. He had one hand wrapped around her shoulders while his other hand played with hers.

“Mama really likes you,” Elise spoke up suddenly.

The corners of his mouth lifted slightly at those words, but he replied with a hint of regret, “It’s a pity that Papa is still…”

“You don’t need to worry about that.” She smiled brightly. “Didn’t you see that Mama wears the pants in the Fassbender Family? So, Papa’s opinions are no longer important.”

“Mama likes me only because she loves you so much.” Her words amused him, so he leaned over and pressed his forehead against her. “But, thank you. Wifey, you and your family, have been so kind to me.”

She put her arms around his neck and hugged him, nuzzling against his face like a little kitten. “They are also your family now.”

He returned her hug, deeply enjoying the familiar feeling of her body against his.

Tap, tap, tap, tap, tap, tap… At this moment, Joey rushed downstairs with her laptop in her arms. When she reached the living room, she saw the two of them hugging each other. Thus, she hurriedly turned around and covered her eyes. “I’m sorry! I’m sorry! It wasn’t on purpose!”

Elise and Alexander looked at each other and smiled. Only then did they let go of each other and sat slightly apart. Then, she smiled faintly and asked, “What is it? Tell me.”

Joey turned around, walked over with her laptop, and sat on the sofa next to Elise. “Take a look at this. Somebody has nominated you as a candidate for the ‘National Goddess’. You’re among the top five right now!”

the screen. The girls on the screen were indeed quite good-looking. Be that as it may, she didn’t pay much attention to this matter. “These voting systems have no practical significance. They are just gimmicks that the organizers use in

expression. “Are you sure you don’t want to post some nice-looking pictures

be honest, Elise felt that most of her fans were very adorable. Although what she needed was a large-scale effort to attract popularity right now, she did not wish

said. “These kinds of election-type affairs can easily lead to fights between the fans. I don’t want my fans to get hurt. So, just

then. I’ll relay your words to the

an eyebrow suspiciously. “Are you very close to the

cough. Then, she sat up straight and announced proudly, “Let me formally introduce you. I am Lil Jojo,

fan club?” Elise was even

innocently. “Ever since those obsessive fans almost harmed you, I’ve infiltrated your fan club and formed an Anti-Obsessive Fan Alliance. At present, I am the leader of this alliance. But, of course, there’s no helping it. I’m the little sister

amused by her she almost started laughing. “Okay, as long as you’re happy. It’s just that you are all girls. Don’t put yourself in danger

worry,” Joey carelessly said. “You have quite a lot of male fans too. If we need to charge into battle, they will be very willing to help.

those words. That’s

the same time, their respective private lives should be kept independent and separate. The chances

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last college entrance examination, Tiana had an all-rounded development in terms of morality, intelligence, physique, and beauty. That was

she perfunctorily pulled up the voting interface after she finished her shower today, she

place in the short span of forty-eight hours. Moreover, the number of

will not be long before my position of first place in the rankings is compromised. Tiana’s delicate face was seemingly covered

many fans. She must have instigated

pop songs. Can that kind of thing even be considered music? Only music played by classical instruments can be called real music. Elise is nothing more than a clown who is good at attracting publicity. Somebody like me, who grew up under the influence of the symphony, exists on entirely different levels. Comparing