"Buying flowers for Karen?" Martin suddenly said.
Cassandra felt a chill on her back and her hair stood on end. Then how could she forget that Martin was so jealous! Even it was a dog, Martin would be jealous, not to mention that Karen was a girl.
Then, in the fierce battlefield, Martin admitted defeat. But he was jealous of anyone she was close to.
With a flattering smile on her face, Cassandra said, "It is just a way to make a girl happy. If you like it, I will plant a yard of roses for you myself, okay?"
Martin glanced at her viciously, "Coax her?"
Cassandra almost spat out a mouthful of blood. She said hurriedly, "No, it's just... We haven't seen each other for a long time. Courtesy demands reciprocity. I don't need to coax her as she is not a child. Do you think so?"
Martin lowered his head and kissed on Cassandra's forehead. He said in a hoarse voice, "Casey, you are mine."
Cassandra immediately nodded, "Yes, you are right. I belong to you from head to toe, from body to heart. You are my heart, you are my liver, and you are my sweetheart!"
'Damn it! I'm going all out to please you now!'
Was a man's mind so capricious?
It took Cassandra a lot of effort to pacify Martin. When Martin went to deal with his business, she let out a sigh of relief and asked Jack about the situation in the company. After confirming that there was nothing wrong, she began to read the script.
of time, she didn't plan to continue to shoot
she had a bad feeling recently. She
hidden in the shadow, and his body was always covered with a layer of invisible frost, just like those noble princes who had come out of those foreign classics. He was noble, but also very distant, like a dangerous beast hidden in the
life, so Martin was blind to
the police station of
On the top floor.
Carlos. He interrogated Guy again. He knew all the details of the case, including the
who was helping him behind the
imprisoned Dayton to the police station of the South City District in order to prevent something bad from happening. However, he did not expect that
Who could it be?
person
detention
"'They' are too terrifying."
trembling with fear when they only saw the tip of the iceberg.
"Click -"
cigarette with a guilty conscience. He threw it into the trash can aside specially used to hold the cigarette. He was in
forehead. He smiled awkwardly, with his back against the wall, and asked,
and handed it to him, "You haven't been back for a few
reached for the vacuum cup, which was wolfberry and dates in hot
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