NovelEnglishSebastian didn't doubt it and immediately leaned over.
Then Bonnie barks and kisses him on the cheek, "This, is my thank you gift!" Although only a slapdash kiss, Sebastian's eyes obscured a few points, and the knot in his throat unconsciously rolled up and down.
Look at Bonnie's eyes, all bechot.
But when he intended to kiss Bonnie, he was stopped by Bonnie.
"I'm having my period." Bonnie smiled wickedly, "You don't want to play this exciting, do you?" Sebastian: "....." Of course he couldn't do such a beastly thing.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtAnd Bonnie took hold of this and hooked his neck again, making several kisses.
Just as she was about to kiss again, Sebastian squeezed her shoulder, his tone a little threatening, "Bonnie, if you keep this up, | might actually want to leave it alone." Bonnie's long, slender eyelashes trembled lightly and she immediately retreated into the blanket.
Sebastian then went to the bathroom and took a cold shower.
Because of the inability to soak in the spa, Sebastianspent the afternoon in the room with Bonnie.
Bonnie, on the other hand, took a nap and when she opened her eyes, it was already dark.
"It's fucked, what tis it!" Bonnie hurriedly climbed to her feet.
Sebastian was sitting at a table not far away, reading papers, with gold-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose, a svelte and defeated look.
But the voice was gentle, "It's only 6:30, our appointment with the partner is at 8:00, it's too late." After a pause, he looked up at Bonnie again, "l ordered the meal and it should be here soon." Almost as soon as the words were out of my mouth, dinner was served.
Also coming were George and Eric.
The two of them seemed to have just returned from the spa, still wrapped in their bathrobes and with their hair damp.
When he saw something to eat, George picked it up and ate it without hesitation.
Sebastian's face instantly darkened.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmEric saw this and rushed forward to stop it, "This is for Mrs. Grant, if you are hungry, go to the restaurant to eat ah." "Restaurants are big pot dishes, they don't smell like this." George didn't care and finished that steak in a few bites.
Then he opened the soup pot next to him again and started drinking chicken soup.
Eric's forehead was sweating with anxiety.
It's Bonnie who doesn't care, "Just order another one, George works out all the time, if he's hungry and doesn't eat quickly, it's easy to get low blood sugar." "Yes, yes, yes, it's Annie who knows me." George nodded his head with a smile.
Eric gave George a disgusted look, "You actually work out?" "Of course! I'm a fitness expert," George craned his neck in triumph, "Did you see my eight-pack abs when you were in the hot tub with me?" Eric bristled, "I'm not a pervert, why look at a man." "That's too bad, you're missing out on a beautiful man with an excellent body and face." George shook his head.
But after a pause, he tugged Eric's hand straight through again, "But I'm in a good mood today, so you're allowed to touch it now." Before Eric could react, his hand was pressed and probed into George's loosely fitting bathrobe.
Eight solid abs with a warm touch, scared Eric and ass on fire, quickly shake off the hand, and then directly run out! In the blink of an eye, it was gone.
"Tsk, no worldly look." George shook his head and went back to his soup.
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