Chapter 1575 An Escort

It had to be said, Tristan was really a person who never held out hope. He was an upright, law-abiding citizen, dependable.

Monica looked at him, unable to hold back an even brighter smile, "Right, you have to drive!" She bit the skewer and laughed, "You're an escort! You have to stay sober.”

Tristan was very steady.

So she poured him a glass of water, "Come, let's toast, to Algerone and Belinda's relationship progressing. Let's set a small goal for them to get married within a month!"

Tristan raised the cup, "Then we'll have to work hard, let's do our best together." He lightly clinked it against her beer can, "Speaking of which, do you still remember your dad planting the yard full of roses?"

“I remember.” The girl nodded, "It's so cold now, hope they didn't freeze.”

"They won't, your dad will take good care of them." Tristan asked, "Your mom doesn't know about this right?"

Monica thought about it, "Probably doesn't know I feel."

to her naturally to move her." Tristan reminded her, "We need to think of

Monica was

drink too." Tristan's horizons were broadened a bit as their drinks

her eyes narrowed, and said to him, "I

ate a skewer, laughing as she said, "Anyway you're by my

you." Tristan didn't eat many skewers, he wasn't used to the strong flavors, but

every moment right now, it made him feel especially comfortable, no work

just two cans, she

look

"Why not?"

"Waste of time."

eating lots of

the table tipsily, almost like a chivalrous lady. She nearly lost her balance. "Careful!" Tristan quickly got up and steadied her,

with him, swaying and falling into his arms several times. She struggled to look up at that handsome face and

so, then so be it, whatever you say is right." Opening the car door, Tristan helped her into the passenger seat,

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