Don't Escape My Beloved Girl

She sent the pastries over and went to find the man who asked her to buy them. "Sir, the pastries are here."

The man held a glass of wine in his hand and looked at her carefully. Her long hair was pulled back in a ball, but it hung loosely at the back of her head because of her busy schedule, and a lot of shredded hair fell as a result.

She had no makeup, and her face was small, but her skin was red due to the sunlight. And her eyes were big and bright.

She was wearing jeans, sneakers, and a loose t-shirt with a round neck. So, there was nothing on her that was worthy looking at.

If there was really something different, it was a sense of freshness.

What was new?

It was her poverty, of course.

"Alright, I'm very satisfied. Wait a minute."

He went to get Harry.

If his friend liked a woman, then he would send her to him.

Olivia didn't know what the man wanted her to wait for, but she wondered if he thought that she had served him well, so he was prepared to tip her, so she stood there and waited.

The man walked up to Harry and pointed at Olivia, who was out of place at the party. "Here, your favorite aunt."

Harry didn't figure it out so he just stopped thinking about it. Now, he was holding a model in his arms and kissing her.

When Harry heard what he said, he immediately let go of the model and looked over.

Olivia's face as she

immediately walked

model called him in

after him, but was blocked by the man. "Hey, little

leaned over coquettishly. "Of

to Olivia to take a

as a person suddenly appeared in front

met somewhere

and looked inquiringly at

head immediately.

and he was not very well-looking, but he was obviously

else among the rich she knew

Olivia finished speaking, she lowered her head. "Sir, I still have work to do. I should go

the corners of the party. Some were

good place. She needed to get

speaking, she turned

sunlight, something suddenly occurred to her and she clapped her

let out a sudden sound and everyone around looked at her, but Harry didn't care. He immediately took

moment, in the makeup

and

black shirt, and the button on his shirt collar was opened to the fourth button,

his lips and crossed his legs, throwing off an aura

as you friend, I'm worried about

face and was dressed

model, a designer and