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Chapter 1719
He said… he doesn’t want children?
Usha’s eyelids trembled like a comb, and then she slowly got out of bed and came to his side. She looked at him, then raised her hand and slapped his handsome face fiercely.
Snapped.
There was crisp applause, and Henry was beaten all over his face.
Usha was hitting so hard that her palms were numb, and she slowly raised her red lips. Since he didn’t want a child, why didn’t he wear a c0ndom at the time?
She knew nothing at that age, but he knew everything.
B@stard!
“I’m leaving.” Usha retracted her little hand, turned, and left.
However, she did not succeed. Henry would not let her go so easily. He grabbed her slender wrist, and then pulled her exquisite b0dy directly into his arms.
“Speak clearly, what are you doing hitting me?” His big palm fell on her delicate wa!st and pinched secretly.
Usha struggled, her gloomy breath brushed against his face, and with her scorching body temperature gradually rising, this surface was graceful and forbidden.
Desirous men are very dark in their blood, angry and busy at work, they will be accompanied by strong s3x for no reason. Desire, want to take in b3d and vent.
Moreover, he really took advantage of her when he caught the opportunity.
“I will hit you if I want to hit you, do I need a reason?” Usha looked up at him.
Henry’s breath sank, his big palms locked her slender waist, and she couldn’t wait to break away her soft wa!st with great strength.
She quickly twisted her eyebrows in pain, “I’m sorry, Mr. Gu, I was wrong. Look at my memory. You already have a new love. You have lost your favorite me. I dare not be so presumptuous in the future. Can you let me go now?”
Henry’s fair and handsome right face clearly showed a bright red slap print, and she was the only person in the world who could slap him like this at will.
She said she didn’t dare to be presumptuous, and he saw no one more presumptuous than her.
“Return the photo to me, and I will let you go.” Henry pursed his lips.
photo…
Photo again…
“I didn’t.” Usha raised her eyebrows, which meant—just tell me what you want to do.
Henry gave her a look—this is what you said.
The next second, he lifted his palm and pulled her sweater.
Today Usha wore a white sweater with a navy collar and a floral skirt with suspenders inside. It was simple, fashionable, and charming. He even took off her sweater directly.
“Henry, what are you doing?”
“What did you say I did, if you refuse to return the photo to me, then I can only…search your b0dy!”
Search?
Usha’s blood poured into her brain, “Henry, you brought me to your room to search on my b0dy? I see the photos are just your guise. Is it true that every time I see you, what is going to happen, how hungry you are!”
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