Chapter 184 Playboy, don’t flirt without sex.

There was a sudden knock at the door.

Alice was messing around on the sofa.

John’s pants were also wet.

Don’t get him wrong.

He just poured himself a glass of water and spilled it on his pants by accident.

It was Alice’s fault. She suddenly let John admire her tiny feet painted with fluorescent nail polish

when crawling, but he didn’t listen to her. So she flew over and water spilled.

John refuses, so Alice put her feet directly over him, and the water spilled.

While they were messing around.

Suddenly someone knocked on the door.

Alice groaned, “There was no doubt that it was Emily Wood. By the way, I have to hide!”

Then she climbed down from the sofa.

Yes.

The sofa was not high, but she just used the crawling posture, as if she was deliberately showing her curvaceous figure. She even knelt on one knee at the edge of the sofa and paused for a moment.

John ignored her.

He thought, ‘women would only affect my speed of drawing my

sword!‘

her lips. She picked up her shoes and ran

Seeing that she was really going to hide, John was speechless and said, “Alice, you are my sister. Isn’t it normal for the two of us to stay together?

outside, “get out of here. There is no one you are looking

on earth did

John felt a headache.

else could he do? He couldn’t let the girl stand at the door

run to

taken a shower and wore a thin nightdress. Her two smooth and

why did it take you so long to

at the door, I put on my

you

see my pants

going to wash

a weird look at John’s pants and didn’t go on. She didn’t want to expose her impropriety

of your first class, let’s

before she sat down on the sofa, she wrinkled her small nose and said, “it’s strange. How can there be a smell of

was left

her was neither pungent nor strong, but it could stay in the air for

“Ahem…”

I smelled the perfume when I first came in.

in anger. ‘you are the real coquette. Your brothers and sisters are all coquette… Eh, how does this

prevent her from investigating the source of the perfume, John opened the bottle and said, “Beautiful Emily, didn’t

look into it carefully. For it was the first time that John lived in this house, she never thought that

a few glasses of

you know that I really like you from the bottom of my heart, which has nothing to do

you.”

to John, but she didn’t know that last time in her home, he just pretended to be drunk

was silent for

Before he could respond.

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