Chapter 861 Good at Killing the Mood

Nicole took asip did not drink much, huit Gerard crank with gusto.

Eric, who was sitting to the side, did not say a word. His eyes occasionally glanced aver to Nicole

His stares were prickling, making it so that she could not ignore him even if she wanted to

Nicole tilted her head, unable to bear it. What was he looking at?

What are you looking at me for, Mr. Ferguson?”

Eric’s figure was tall and straight as he sat there casually. His collar was opened t. O reveal his delicate and cold collarbone, his shirt was tucked into his pants, and his straight legs were so long that there was no place to put them. His legs almost occupied Nicole’s position.

Two pairs of eyes met each other.

Eric’s eyes changed a few times in a complicated manner, and his voice was clown as he spoke

n’i yan mo ai meitirsi

Then wasalimi af deep coldne in his

If you weren’t looking at me, how would you know that I was looking at you?

It was an endless loop that had no definite starting point

“Eric Fockers

is so unreasonable!

deep breath and told herself

would die from

looked away and smiled at

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extremely excited at that

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her brons.

shared the joy of this nilestone with a pleasant

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front of the car, which

Molly looked

reason, Gerard’s explanation

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smeland even

God wurk, Mr. Lachman.”

hand, equally proud and molest. “It’s what I

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the side, Eric swirled his glass and said in an indifferent tone, “Applying the braking principle of race cars

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