You Hit My Heart by Kylie Stanford

After dropping these words, Luther grabbed Joyce and pushed his way through the crowd, dragging her all the way to the backstage dressing room.

Martha was pushed into the car booth by Luther.

Although a little frightened and unsettled.

But out of her professional instinct, she immediately found her form, and with a few elegant steps, she arrived at the vintage car with a sexy and hot posture.

However, since there was Joyce as a contrast just now, immediately Martha's red dress and makeup seemed out of place.

Joyce's dress and makeup were just a perfect match for today’s theme. However low and sexy Martha's neckline might be, the crowd around her just would not feel interested.

The crowd at the bottom "booed" a lot.

There was even a big uproar.

"Get off the stage, get off the stage!"

"We want the fairy just now!"

the stage, get off the

the fairy

embarrassed for a moment, hurriedly changed her signature pose and leaned sideways against the

she had never suffered such disgrace. She thought she could just do well when she returned to the stage where

the spot that he personally went on stage and drove

Luther still cared about

smile appeared on her lips,

nowhere below the booth, the discussion had

the

Luther did it on

want us to see the beauty, he just wanted to enjoy it himself." "Yeah, that makes sense, why else would Luther

couple. It is just reasonable if he does not want his wife to stand on

heard it loud and clear

a while, and

to be looked at by other men? What a strong jealousy? Only a man who loved a woman deeply would

think that Luther was helping her to oust Joyce from her

simply ok that she was looked at by all the men, and he simply did not care. Joyce, on the other hand, was

of ice water to the end. She was shivering from the cold, and this blow was far worse

motionless and stiff, and her original professional signature movements were all forgotten at