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.

he could only see half of Olivia's face as she didn't look

walked towards

model called him

"Hey, little temptress, your Harry is obsessed with some aunt now. How about you

coquettishly. "Of course I

two flirted and Harry came to Olivia to take a

as a person suddenly appeared in front of

met somewhere

Olivia and looked inquiringly at the

immediately. "Sir,

of her was tall and thin, and he was not very well-looking, but

was no one else among the rich she knew

speaking, she lowered her head. "Sir, I

saw what the men and women was doing in the corners

She needed to

speaking, she turned

leave. As she walked into the sunlight, something suddenly occurred

everyone around looked at her, but Harry didn't care. He immediately took out

in the

sat in the chair and was drinking a glass

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

man curled his lips and crossed his legs, throwing

as you friend, I'm worried about

her face and was

model, a designer