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

face, Lola wondered whether

should he be angry anyway? She was angry

her shoes,

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

was really rich to have every villa of him decorated so

directly, Harry followed

from her and lazily leaned back upon the sofa,

but gave a curious look at the furnishings.

not speak for a long time, she broke

at the man on the sofa,

face and said, "Look at your face,

tapped the armrest with his fingers, waiting for the woman to wash the

wash, for she did not

smiled faintly. "Boss Si, anything

reject him! Good job! Lola.

approached her. Lola jumped

was the boss! He had the final

sat on the sofa where she had just sat and looked coldly at the woman who was like a ghost. "Second floor. The innermost room. Clean yourself, or I don't mind

ran up to the

hallway, she could not open the room on the left. So she twisted the

bedroom was neat and spotless just as the

unique smell of the man. She figured that he might have just taken a shower because she smelled a hint of shower gel

was no makeup remover. How could she clean

facial cleanser with an English brand name—she

washed for nearly ten minutes and used the facial cleanser twice, she did not

men's facial cleanser had no such a function as removing

at Lola, who looked much better although her makeup wasn't cleaned

became more pleasant to look, Harry pulled the woman to himself and slowly lowered his head.

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