Ireland snapped his fingers, and a waiter came over with a rose.
"Flowers for you."
Shen Mubai took it, "Thank you."
The surrounding diamonds hardly blinded her dog's eyes.
The girl's calm reaction made Ireland very upset, but she stood up and sent her to the door.
When he saw the black-haired man, he narrowed his eyes slightly. He had an intuition that this incident had absolutely nothing to do with him.
"I won't send you back, let's meet again next time," Ireland said.
Shen Mubai nodded, feeling that the faces of the blond-haired youth overlapped a bit.
She shook her head.
A pair of hands firmly supported her shoulders, and a cool voice came from beside her, "Are you uncomfortable?"
Shen Mubai shook his head and got into the car.
"Rozelle, help me get the flowers." She rubbed her temples.
To die, I didn't pay attention to drinking that glass of wine.
The car drove steadily all the way, Shen Mubai's head became more and more dizzy.
A cold breath approached, and the man leaned her body against his shoulder.
Shen Mubai opened his eyes, and saw the face close at hand, the man lowered his eyelids slightly, and his deep eyes fell on her.
"Rozelle." She smirked, "Do you know what Ireland said to me?"
The black-haired man looked at her unmoved, the look in his eyes getting darker and darker.
The drunken Shen Mubai didn't see it, and lay on the other person's shoulder, hiccupped a little, "He said you like me...haha idiot."
"Do you like me?" The girl suddenly raised her face, her wet eyes were filled with mist, and her delicate red lips said a word, "Do you like me...?"
"He's right." The black-haired man replied in a cool voice.
The girl opened her eyes slightly, then stretched out her hand suddenly, tugged at his cheek, played with joy, and smiled, "Liar, you are not Rozelle, you must be an alien in disguise, Rozel Zell would not say such a thing. He is a big facial paralysis, hiccup, not to mention liking people, I guess he has never even hit a gun. Commonly known as frigidity, you know?"
After speaking, he fell asleep.
The black-haired man with an unclear expression was left behind, watching the girl quietly for a while.
Being put on a big soft bed, the girl rubbed the sheets, and said in small words, "The man with big facial paralysis, Rozelle... just has a cold personality, Ireland, your uncle, it scares me to death It's okay... Fortunately, I'm smart, so I won't be fooled by you."
A slender, bony hand pinches her chin.
The girl slightly opened her eyes and smiled at the person in front of her.
"Do you want to try?" the man said to her in a cold voice.
"Try what?" The girl blinked her eyes in confusion.
The black-haired man leaned over, covered his lips, without the slightest hesitation, pressed into the opponent's teeth, and then swept into the aggression.
The girl slowly showed a dazed expression, the back of her head was shackled by the other hand, and her snow-white skin began to be gradually stained with a light blush, which was alluring and delicious.
"Hmm..." Being tightly entangled by the man's things || entangled her mouth, she stretched out her hand to push it away with some discomfort, but she remained motionless when it touched the hard chest.
Rozel changed his angle without changing his face, occupied every inch of the opponent's mouth, and kissed the girl in his arms so weakly.
"Let me go..." The girl frowned, resisting the thing that entered her mouth with her tongue.
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