The Proxy Bride of the Billionaire Chapter 2608

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Chapter 2608

Why did he fall to the ground?

Jolie quickly squatted down and pushed him twice, “Dexter, get up quickly, are you pretending to lie to me again?”

Dexter closed his eyes, as if falling asleep drunk, he murmured, “Sister…”

sister?

After he frivolously called her his sister?

Jolie knew that he was really drunk, and he ran to her and went drunk crazy. I am afraid that when he woke up the next day, he didn’t even remember what he had done.

What can you care about with a drunkard?

Jolie bit her red lips, angry, and annoyed. She decided to leave him alone and let him sleep on the street!

Jolie got up and ran away.

Listening to the fading footsteps, Dexter, who was lying on the ground, slowly opened his eyes. He was not drunk or asleep at all, just pretending to be.

If he doesn’t pretend, he doesn’t know how to end, how should he face Jolie in the future?

She has a simple mind, and she is still so cheating!

He is not crazy from alcohol, he just borrowed alcohol to do something he has always wanted to do but dare not do.

Dexter raised his hand, covering his scarlet eyes.

Dexter returned home, he quickly went into the shower room and took a cold shower.

The ice-cold water rushing to the muscles could not relieve the restlessness in his body. He was full of the scene of k!ssing her in the alley.

The time was very short, just a few seconds. The sweat of his palms pressed against her red l!ps. She k!ssed her in her horrified and enlarged eyes.

Her mouth is so sweet.

It has the flavor of strawberry lollipops and milk ice cream.

He had eaten the rest of her food. He once thought that what she had eaten was very sweet, but now he realized that her mouth was the sweetest.

Dexter body arched down, supporting the wall with one hand, and stretching down with the other hand decadently…

An hour later, Dexter walked out of the shower room. The boy’s eyes were stained with red blood, all of the extravagant decadence after indulgence.

He emptied himself and lay on the bed. This was not the first time that he tossed himself like this. He had tasted lu5t and love when he was young, and he felt that sooner or later that girl named Jolie would torture him.

At this time, a string of melodious cell phone ringing rang, and he got a call.

He picked up the phone and looked at the caller ID that jumped on the screen of the phone. He put down the phone blankly without answering it.

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