"Nothing!"
Vicdor Blake pushed the butler away: "I went upstairs and prepared some light dinner for me. I just had a meal. I might be drunk after a few drinks."
"OK."
The housekeeper hurried to order people to prepare.
He stood at the kitchen door waiting anxiously, worried about Vicdor Blake in his heart: "I don't know how long I can stay in this way. I'm afraid that one day my husband will suddenly fall down. Alas, if my wife is at home, my husband won't do this."
Snow Cecy sneezed a dozen kilometers away.
She wondered who would think of herself at this time.
"This is a good set." Alice is choosing the date dress for Snow Cecy on Christmas Eve.
When Snow Cecy saw the exposed red skirt in Alice's hand, he immediately waved: "No, it is not suitable for me!"
"Where is not suitable? I feel very suitable!" Alice waved on her body a few times: "Your figure is so good, it is to show!"
Snow Cecy couldn't resist Alice and was pushed directly into the dressing room by her.
