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Chapter 1861
“Madam, don’t cry.” Faye took a tissue and wiped Mrs. Gu’s tears.
Elder Gu looked at Faye, “Faye, you will be waiting in the young master’s room tonight.”
Faye’s heart was “bumping” and that pretty little face was red again, “Yes, old man.”
…
In the room, Henry sat on the sofa. He laid his back lazily into the sofa, and then raised his hand to pinch his tired and decadent eyebrows.
Soon, he took out his mobile phone and opened WeChat. It was empty, and Usha did not take the initiative to contact him.
As everyone said, after he entered, she forgot him.
He waited and waited inside, but didn’t see her.
Henry opened his circle of friends. She also posted a photo of her. In the afternoon sun, her little white sweater looks into the mirror, holding a cup of milk tea in her hand.
Henry watched this photo back and forth several times, but didn’t want to turn it off.
With a “creak”, the door of the room was suddenly opened, and a light footstep came, “Master, let me arrange for you to take a shower.”
Henry put down the phone, he gently raised his handsome eyelid and looked at the figure, coincidentally.
Faye’s beautiful face was full of suspicious blushes. She looked at Henry on the sofa. She is now in a higher position than he is, but the man who has always been in the upper ranks has condescending exploration and contemplation. On the contrary, It made her feel timid and nervous.
Henry slowly raised his thin lips, his smile was evil and charming, “Arrange? How are you going to arrange?”
This is the first right eye that this man gave her today. Coincidentally, of course, she must seize this opportunity. She knows that Tamara’s purpose for accepting her as a goddaughter is to let her climb onto the young master’s bed.
Faye slowly raised her hand and took off her outer coat. Inside she was wearing s3xy lace suspender nightdress. The young girl was fair and exquisite, with a compact and bumpy figure, exuding endless seduction.
“Master, let me undre5s you.”
Faye came to Henry’s side and knelt down, then stretched out a small hand to untie the b3lt on Henry’s sturdy waist.
He did not refuse, staring at her gloomily.
Faye felt that her fingertips were burning, and the belt opened with a click, and her fingers slowly moved down…
Soon, she became stiff, because Henry’s body didn’t respond.
Is it because her charm is not enough?
The coincidence was trained in this area. She gave Henry a tentative look, then got up, wrapped her two small hands around his neck, and straddled his th!gh boldly and passionately.
The posture is warm now. Ambiguous and sultry.
Henry still didn’t refuse, he let her cl!mb onto him, and he stretched out his big hand and touched her soft wa!st.
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