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!"

off the stage, get off the

the

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

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

so angry on the spot that he personally went on stage and drove Joyce down. She felt very happy and relieved just

seemed that Luther still cared about

sexy smile appeared on her lips, and her chin

the booth,

pity that the fairy just now is

Luther did it on

wanted to enjoy it himself." "Yeah, that makes

a couple. It is just reasonable if he does not want his

and

for a while, and her

be looked at by other men? What a strong jealousy? Only a man who

foolish enough to think that Luther was helping her to

that in Luther's mind, it was simply ok that she was looked at by all the men, and he simply did not care. Joyce, on the other hand, was something he wanted

felt like she was poured over with 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