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.

Harry slammed the villa door shut. Hearing the loud sound, Lola almost leaped into the air with

at his gloomy face, Lola wondered whether he was

anyway? She was angry

her shoes, and walked barefoot towards the

there was no need

really rich to have every

room directly, Harry followed her with a pleased expression on

her and lazily leaned back upon the sofa, peering

however, did not move about, but gave a curious look

not speak for a long time, she

looked at the man on the sofa, who revealed a domineering air all

said, "Look at your face, wash

the woman to wash the

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

anything else? I'll take

reject him! Good job! Lola.

from the sofa and slowly approached her. Lola jumped at once. "All right,

the boss! He had the final

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

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

to the end of the hallway, she could not open the room on the left.

neat and spotless just

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

was no makeup remover. How could she

Harry's bathe goods and grabbed a bottle of facial cleanser with an English brand name—she could only make do with

minutes and used the facial cleanser

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

glanced at Lola, who looked much better although her

Lola became more pleasant to look, Harry pulled the woman to himself and slowly

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