Sitting in the office, Britney, who was vigorously massaging her waist, felt frustrated and angry with nowhere to vent.
Damn Manuel, in the end, although he compromised, he said only two times.
As a result, they fought from the beginning until dawn broke.
In this man, it doesn't matter how many times, endurance is the key...
I really don't know if he was made of iron.
Every time it felt like it was going to kill her, and in the end, she almost lost her soul...
Malia entered with permission, holding the documents and coffee, and saw Britney's movements.
Concerned, he asked, "Team leader, did your back hurt?"
"No! I just wanted to have some fun," Britney smiled, trying to ease the awkwardness. "Malia, you haven't dated anyone yet, have you?"
"Um! Not yet!"
Britney could rarely see
