After that slap.

For a long time, Luther and Joyce were in a cold war.

Both calmed down, but also peaceful.

It was on the weekend.

St. Casterman Road, where the best costume jewelry in Knebury was gathered.
In front of a high-end private custom store.

“Why are you here to buy clothes?” Joyce was reluctant.

“There’s a banquet tonight and you’re going to go dressed like this?” Luther glanced up and down at her, “Dressing like a beggar will lose my face.”

She didn’t think that she look like a beggar. Obviously she was looking quite good.

“Why should I attend? Our relationship is not supposed to be open to the public either, so in what identity would I go?”

take you there?

if I’m going or not! Can’t

to lying to

was just a dinner party to go on.

Joyce inside but suddenly

in first and pick what you want.

a large tree, turning his back to answer the phone. His back

a duplex layout,

wearing cheap clothes. “Miss, if you are looking for a bathroom, go out and turn left,

ignored her disdain, casually looked the dresses and price

three, four, five, six. It was just a simple t-shirt, costing more than

you help yourself first ? We have another honoured guest to serve.”

Joyce waved her

she didn’t understand. It was just that she wasn’t originally from this world. She stayed here just a few days with nothing to

would have nothing to do with

was none other than Shelly who wss on the

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