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.

presidential suite. This is the first time I have seen the

“Take off your clothes.”

Louis says in a

He really wants to…

look at him in horror,

to do it. I just want to eat.” I look

me faintly. His mouth turns a little radian, and he presses

was cold and emotionless.

me to do

speak it out, so I can

me with a hint of

think too much, after you change your clothes, follow

points at the full dress

designer, but I know something about luxury. This

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

bed and

move. To be exact, he doesn’t even

him! Does this man have a weird taste for

please move your noble ass

a cold look at me, he says, “I have seen every skin of your body. By the way, I'm on twitter. I don’t have time

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

I don't like to wear clothes that are

this is true. Although I look not bad, but

look like a

of the dress is a little long, which requires a pair of high heels. Unfortunately, I changed my slippers when I entered the hotel. Now I

accidentally step on the hemline and

just hits Frances Louis’s private

How embarrassing!

stand up. Suddenly I feel his private part thump twice

you thinking in

shamed into anger, looking at Frances

his hot breath flapping on

turns redder and my

jumped on me yourself. How come

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