Bride of Mr.Billion

Vilapel 340

Bella’s POV:

The leopard print underwear was what I bought for him that year. I bought it for him as a prank, and he refused to wear it. I didn’t expect that he would still wear it even though we had been separated for so long “Have you seen enough?” Hearing this, I came to my senses. I turned around and complained, “Why didn’t you lock the door when you changed your clothes?” “I’m changing clothes in my bedroom!” As he spoke, I felt a voice coming from behind me I turned around and bumped into his chest. I stepped back in a hurry and almost fell down, but he held me in his arms.

Then he leaned close to me and whispered in my ear, “The look in your eyes just now was really like that of a female leopard.”

The atmosphere was a little ambiguous.

I couldn’t guarantee what would happen if I let this kind of ambiguous atmosphere go on,

I pushed him away and was about to leave However, the person behind me grabbed my wrist.

“What do you want to do?” I was a little nervous,

“What do you want me to do?” The look in Herbert’s eyes was ambiguous.

Logically speaking, I should push him away now and warn him not to force me.

But my body didn’t seem to be resistant to his approach.

it. Instead, I was actually looking forward to it? Could it be because I

that I couldn’t do

didn’t force

go of my wrist, then turned around and took a while shirt from the wardrobe. He put it on and said while bultoning, “I have something

“What’s it?”

pul a tie in front of

saw the blue striped lie in front of me. I frowned. Did he want me to tie it for

to do it yourself?” I

at him, and I didn’t take the tle from him “Didn’t you do it yourself every day?” At this time, Herbert was a little impatient, and his voice was a Ottle loud, “Hey, I’m going out to prove that you have nothing to do with the commercial crime. Are you not willing to help me

such a small thing?”

I frowned. Although I was still reluctant, I reached out and took his tie. Then I stepped forward and reached out to

me. I had to stand on tiptoe to help him tie

the maximum limit. I couldn’t help but raise my heel again. Maybe my feet were really a little numb. I couldn’t help but slip and fall

I thought I was about to

it was still a little

rose.

Herbert’s POV:

I asked her to tie my tie

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