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

is the

for a moment, hurriedly changed her signature pose and leaned sideways against the side of the car, revealing

she returned to the stage where she belonged. She didn't expect to be splashed with cold water by the public

heart was secretly glad that Luther, seeing Joyce instead of herself on the stage, was so angry on the

that Luther still cared

on her lips, and

nowhere below the booth, the

what a pity that the fairy just

Luther did

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

just reasonable if he does not want his wife to

and clear from

face was blue and white for a while,

looked at by other men? What a strong jealousy? Only a

to think that Luther was helping her to

on the other hand, was something he wanted to hide and didn’t want to show to others. Instantly,

a basin of ice water to the end. She was shivering from the cold, and this blow was far worse than the constant "boo" sounds

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