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Chapter 1243
This fool Holden!
Holden took Silvia and Elena to his villa. Silvia looked around, but did not see the small change in the legend. With Albert’s figure, she immediately asked, “Ms. Lu, what about Albert, why didn’t you see Albert?”
Holden threw the car key in the hallway and lifted his thin lips, “Albert is already on his way back. You can see him later.”
“Really? I really miss Albert.” Silvia took out her Oscar actress’ acting, “Well, I will cook two dishes for Albert myself.”
Speaking of it, she went into the kitchen.
In fact, Silvia doesn’t know how to cook, but she took out a few small green vegetables and washed them. Then a strong hand came over and put her arms around her wa!st, and the clean and clean man’s breath was covered. In her ear, “I will go upstairs to take a bath first, and you will come over later.”
Silvia didn’t need to look back to know that Holden was holding her behind. Holden invited her upstairs to his room.
Both are mature men and women, Silvia blushes, “What are you doing?”
“I still have injuries behind my back. Go up and change my dressing.” After saying that, Holden let go of her and turned upstairs.
Silvia had no thoughts about washing dishes now, she just wanted to go upstairs with Holden, but after a while, she quickly thought of a trick.
Silvia quickly found Elena in the living room, “Elena, take a medicine box upstairs and help Holden change the medicine for his back.”
Holden invited her upstairs. If Holden found out that it was Elena, he would be furious.
This also confirmed that Elena was a vain scheming and wanted to hook. Holden would definitely abandon the woman who led her master.
Then there will be a good show.
Elena looked at the trick in Silvia’s eyes. She didn’t move. She had already guessed what Silvia was thinking.
“Elena, don’t you listen to me? Don’t forget, he is still in my hands. If you’re not obedient, my mother will not give Velma medicine tonight. Let her hurt first. One night, life is better than death!” Silvia threatened viciously.
Elena glanced at Silvia, then took the medicine box and went upstairs.
Upstairs, in the master bedroom.
Holden had already taken a cold shower. He had no cl0thes on his upper body. He was n@ked with a large and broad che$t. Underneath was a pair of home black trousers with an expensive black belt around his wa!st. A picture of beautiful male bathing with spurting blood.
Hearing the sound of opening the door, Holden put down the towel in his hand and sat on the side of the bed. Instead of the person watching the door, he turned his back and said, “Come? Come and change my dressing.”
Elena stood by the door, she knew he thought she was Silvia.
Elena didn’t want to go there, but her bright pupil fell on his stiff back, and there was a deep wound on his back, which he got to save her.
She slowly stepped forward and came behind him.
He had just taken a bath, and although he avoided the wound, there were still a lot of water droplets on the healthy, wheaten skin of his back.
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