King's Back

Chapter 31 BBQ Beauty

Harry tilted his eyes and pretended to look elsewhere, but actually he was looking at some point secretly.

He didn't dare to look at her outright, but when he did, he was surprised to see Jackson's eyes straight at the boss’s neckline, fair and square!

It was so wanton!

Shit! How dared Jackson!

He was not peeping, but looked at it frank and righteous. The landlady seemed not to be aware it, and continued to open wine for them.

When the landlady had just straightened herself up, suddenly she slipped.

Ah!

The landlady reeled and knocked the bottle over, tipping it over in front of Jackson.

Jackson, with a quick kick on the table leg, made space between the table and the stool, and at the same time wrapped his hand around the landlady’s slender waist to hold her.

It felt so soft as if she had no bones.

But Jackson's pants were splashed with alcohol.

The woman jumped apologetically out of Jackson's arms and said, “I'm sorry, I didn't mean it... Let me help you.”

In a panic, she took out a tissue from the table and bent over to wipe Jackson’s pants.

When she bent down and got closer to Jackson, all views were in front of Jackson.

Harry was stunned. He narrowed his eyes to study the situation.

The landlady only wiped Jackson's pants without paying attention to the eyes of the two men.

As she did so, her hand would inevitably touch Jackson's thigh, sending a tingling current through Jackson's body.

The landlady seemed to notice it, stopped her hand in a moment, and looked up to see Jackson's eyes looking at her neckline.

Then she knew that she had exposed her breasts, and hurriedly pressed her hand over her chest.

that was left her speechless was that Jackson was too bold. He didn’t mean to

if nothing had happened and took

in a rage and scolded,

“Black lace is nice, but the size is too

“You... Shameless!”

the landlady's face flushed, threw Jackson's arm away, glared at him, and

Jackson's flirty

just good at games, but also at flirting with women! I'm totally

idea of

he said was true. He was not

Harry's red face, he couldn’t help looking

neck. You're not a virgin,

know that? Honestly, have you been hitting

hear it?

got to teach

gulped it down, and Jackson followed

story. When I was in

to see that Harry was dazzled by Jackson’s story

girls so docile and they

way, if I hook up with a Russian bimbo, I must be

exchanging ideas, a loud yell sounded at the nearby

hair inside

table, all dressed up in different ways with tattoos

with short hair, and there's scar man sitting

the fierce man spoke, the rest of the people followed suit, with wine bottles smashed all over

sound rang through

them. Hearing the noise, the landlady hurried to the table and looked at the dish carefully. There was really a hair

I treat you this meal. Hope

Who the hell are you? Don’t we

apologize to you. The cook was

would you

how about drinking

This cup of

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