Cosset You Forever

At Crescent Spring Villa.

Eight pm.

Lola rang the villa's doorbell. The man, in a gray night-robe, opened the door holding a glass of high-grade red wine.

The woman concealed her clean and beautiful face under the garish smoky makeup and red lipstick.

She dressed herself in a black sports suit and black sneakers.

She was definitely intentional!

Sulkiness flickered in Harry's eyes. A woman should thank god for being invited by Harry.

"Go away!" The man spit out two words. He really had no appetite for her.

The woman secretly smiled, feeling complacent for getting what she wanted! She would admire his courage if he got fresh with her even though she was dressed up like this!

The woman turned and walked back. "Stop!" The cold voice of the man came again.

She looked back with a smile. "What's up, Boss Si? Didn't you ask me to go away?"

"I changed my mind." Was it hard to understand? Were there any barriers to communication between the two people?

Lola pulled a face in an instant and her ghostly expression was clearly seen by Harry.

Did she hate him? Thinking of this possibility, Harry put his red wine glass on the front porch.

He pulled her into the villa. Hate him? He did not allow it!

The interior of the villa was decorated in the same style as No. 8 Pearl Spring. Harry was absolutely a neat freak for the house was clean and spotless. And white was the dominant color.

If you looked around this villa, which covered a few thousand square feet, you would notice that the wallpaper, the sofas, the chandeliers and the carpets were all white. Only the cabinets, the wine racks, the tables and the like would be painted in light gray or black.

loud sound, Lola almost leaped into

Lola wondered whether

be angry anyway? She

the man's hand, took off her shoes, and walked

wool carpets, so there was no need to worry about feeling cold

to have every villa of him decorated

walking to the living room directly, Harry followed

upon the sofa, peering at the woman's every move.

not move about, but gave a curious

not speak for a

Si, you can talk about work now!" She looked at the man on the sofa,

at your face, wash it, will you? I'm

the woman to wash the "stain" on her

She would not wash, for she did not want to waste her two

smiled faintly. "Boss Si, anything else?

to reject him! Good job! Lola.

sofa and slowly approached her. Lola jumped at

He had the final

who was like a ghost. "Second

Motherfucker! Lola quickly ran up to the second floor to find the room he

the room on the left. So she twisted the doorknob of the room

and spotless just

just taken a shower because she smelled

no makeup remover. How

a bottle of facial cleanser with an English brand name—she could only make do with

for nearly ten minutes and used the facial cleanser twice, she did not manage to clean her face.

cream was too thick, plus the eye shadow, while the men's facial cleanser had no such a function as removing makeup. Therefore, Lola went downstairs with "raccoon eyes" that was caused by eyeliner.

better

the woman to himself and slowly lowered his head.

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