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,

his gloomy face, Lola wondered whether he

he be angry anyway? She

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

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

was really rich to have every villa

Harry followed

across from her and lazily leaned back upon the sofa, peering at the woman's every move.

about, but gave a curious look at

speak for a long time, she

at the man on

face, wash it, will you? I'm not in the mood

with his fingers, waiting for the

not wash, for she did not want to waste her two hours of makeup

anything else?

reject him!

sofa and slowly approached her. Lola jumped at once. "All right, I am going

boss! He had

and looked coldly at the woman who was like a ghost. "Second floor. The innermost room. Clean yourself, or I don't mind doing it for

ran up to the second floor to find the

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

spotless just as

might have just taken a shower because

remover. How could

goods and grabbed a bottle of facial cleanser with an English brand

ten minutes and used the facial cleanser twice, she did

eye shadow, while the men's facial cleanser had no such a function

much better

pulled the woman

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