"What is it?" I perked up, eagerly waiting for Queenie to point me in the right direction.

"Luna Lawson."

Me?

I looked at her in confusion. Her face, reddened by the sun, had a mischievous smile. "Yes, there's only one Luna Lawson in the world. Isn't that unique enough?"

This damn woman...

She was playing with fire here.

My face turned red with a mixture of embarrassment and indignation as I suddenly realized what she meant. I tickled her and said, "I'm not an object, you are. Queenie, are you asking for trouble?"

I shouldn't have trusted her. Nothing good came from her mouth. She was just deliberately teasing me.

you can't find a suitable gift, just book a hotel room. I'll help you decorate it, wrap you up, and put you on the bed. Mr. White would definitely be overjoyed. He won't get enough of

skin you alive and feed you to

I was still

we found a place to have

until seven in the evening. I was feeling exhausted, but I hadn't found the desired

defeated and deflatedly decided to walk the last

going home already? But

painting a piece for him. It might not be very original,

turned to look and saw a set of blue chubby figurines through the

me knew I

special fondness for

l.ne

to me, and I wanted, have a closer look. If I could,might even

belongs to FindNovel.net

it was a handicraft workshop. I had never

quite long and had different areas,

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