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

“Take off your clothes.”

Louis says in a low

He really wants to…

look at him in

it. I just want to

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

saw was

tell me to do

embarrassed to speak it out, so I can

glances at me with a hint of

your clothes, follow me to the 18th

and points at the

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

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

looked at the man sitting on the opposite side of the bed and say, “Then you go out, you stand

doesn’t move. To be exact,

Does this man have a

you please move your noble

very good, but the opposite master doesn’t buy it. After a cold look at me, he says, “I have seen

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

that are too tight.

clothes make the man, and this is true. Although I look not

I look like a

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

that I accidentally step on the

hits Frances Louis’s

How embarrassing!

to stand up. Suddenly I feel

are you

into anger, looking at

closer, his hot breath flapping on my

redder and

remember. You jumped on me yourself.

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