In My Desperate Time

Chapter 61 Shameless

He wears a silver-grey suit and looks elegant and distinguished. Even with all the people around, I can recognize him at a glance.

I am surprised that Frances Louis would pick me up.

In my opinion, only others can pick up him.

“Let’s go.”

Frances Louis says simply, and strides his long legs out.

It’s difficult for me to follow him up with my short legs.

He bullies my short legs.

“Why ask me to come here?” I ask as I get into the car.

I eat a hamburger on the plane. I am still hungry. Now my stomach is growling.

It would be great if we could go to dinner now.

“Go to the hotel first.”

Frances Louis says simply. He starts the engine and drives forward.

Hotel?

What does he want to do?

I haven't recovered from my waist injury, and I'm starving to death. I really don't have the heart to deal with him.

“Can I choose not to go?” I look at Frances Louis, trying to look pathetic.

“Do you think you have the right to say no?” Frances Louis snorts and looks back at me.

At the sight of his eyes, I am so frightened that I dare not speak, and follow him to the hotel in resignation.

If Frances Louis really forces me to do something, I would rather die than comply. Surely according to his noble character, he would not force me.

is the first time I have seen the

“Take off your clothes.”

Louis says in

He really wants to…

in horror, a

to do it. I just want to

His mouth turns a little radian, and he presses it down

like smiling. Basically, all his expressions I saw was cold and emotionless. But I'm pretty sure he was suppressing

me to

out, so I can

with a

think too much, after you change your clothes,

at the full dress on the

peacock blue dress. I'm not a clothes designer, but I know something about luxury. This dress is exquisitely

Frances Louis suddenly ask me to change into this dress? But anyway, it's better than

on the opposite side of the bed and say, “Then you go out, you stand here, how do I

move. To be exact, he

have a weird taste for watching women

move your noble ass and go out for

look at me, he says, “I have

twitter makes me feel guilty. I dare not speak again, directly take the dress to

clothes that are too tight.

make the man, and this is true. Although I look not bad, but this haute couture makes me

I look

I entered the hotel. Now I can only carry my skirt out. As soon as I

accidentally step on

just hits Frances

How embarrassing!

to stand up. Suddenly I feel his private part thump twice and

are you thinking in

am shamed into anger, looking

moves closer, his hot breath flapping on my

turns redder

on me yourself. How

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