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Chapter 1829
A few minutes later, Usha—Mr. Gu, why are you so mad? I am afraid you are tired? I want you to rest soon
Usha also added a “smile” face to the end.
Henry looked at her “reluctantly going out for business”, and her heart became even more angry—knowing that I am tired, but still don’t know what I want? I’m looking for you this night just to have some fun.
Looking at him, Usha couldn’t help but cursed him with the word “beast”, Henry, this man is very different from other men, other men can’t wait to fall asleep when they are tired, and when he is tired, he needs women to give him some entertainment.
Henry and Holden are like brothers. Holden was born in the light and wine, but did not lose his heart, but Henry enjoys the extravagant life of the upper class, and enjoys the wealth of power, and identity. Confused, still enjoying the diligent pleasing of a woman, he has never been a good person.
Now he is also very clear about what he said, to have some fun with her.
Usha didn’t reply yet, with a “ding”, his WeChat again—video with me.
He wants to video call with her.
Usha couldn’t agree, because in the middle of the night, once something started, it would be endless. He is an insatiable man, and it is likely that she will make some big measures in the video.
Usha—It’s not convenient for me now.
Henry who was rejected on the other end snorted again, and he knew she would reject.
But this is interesting for women. It’s too easy to do, but it’s boring.
He has been thinking about her for so many years, and now that the window paper is poked open, it is a qualitative leap.
But Henry was also angry. There were so many beauties around him who wanted to get into his arms, so she sang high-profile and refused all the time.
But she has the capital, it is the capital he gave, who made him think about her now.
Henry took out a cigarette, his long and straight back bowed slightly s3xy, and lit the cigarette with a lighter with one hand holding the window. With his heroic eyebrows, he took a cigarette and replied—to me the photos solve the greed.
This time Usha is very cooperative—Mr. Gu, then I will send a…cool photo?
Henry—Is there a cooler photo than nothing?
Usha—…the one in which I don’t w3ar it, the one which is cool, Mr. Gu, would you like it?
Henry’s mouth is very honest—Yes! hurry up!
Soon with a “ding”, Usha’s “cool” photo came.
Henry held a cigarette and slowly spit out a puff of smoke from his mouth. He clicked on the photo, it was a sea in summer.
Usha—Mr. Gu, there is water, is it cool enough?
Henry, “…”
His handsome faces sank instantly in the blue smoke. He didn’t like this kind of joke. He didn’t like it very much. She was stepping on his line.
Little b@stard, he can’t wait to fly back right now, grab her and give her a severe lesson.
Henry threw the phone in the soft big bed, and faintly finished smoking half a cigarette in his trouser pocket with one hand. He came to the big bed, picked up the phone, and dialed her mobile number.
But soon there came a mechanical and cold female voice—sorry, the phone you dialed is turned off.
She turned off.
Oh sh!t!
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