Marcellus looked at the little girl in the living room while drinking water. Even though he was far away, he could feel that her body was getting stiffer and stiffer.
"Ha."
He chuckled in her heart. He had thought that she was just a paper tiger, but in fact, she was just a fragile child with her eyes wide open.
But why did he like such a dry and shriveled child who had nothing at all?
Although Beryl was good-looking, there was no lack of good-looking women around him. His taste had always been full of women's, not students' type.
Marcellus guessed he got tired of his life and wanted something else
For a moment, countless thoughts ran through his mind, but at most, he had deep doubts about himself.
It turned out that people would really change when they were over 30. He had thought that he could be free from vulgarity, but he didn't expect that he would still be very disappointed in himself like others.
Beryl stood there quietly like a chicken for nearly fifteen minutes. In the end, Marcellus couldn't stand it anymore. He went over and said to her, "There is a bathtub in the guest room at the end of the left side upstairs. You can take a bath."
Beryl was currently very nervous and sensitive. She was very wary of words like bathing. A person who loved to be clean shook his head and said, "No need, no need. I’m OK."
Marcellus was really speechless at this moment. How scared was she to be so defensive in such a comprehensive way?
"Are you sure you want to take me with you to the private room and make me sleep with that smell?" Marcellus was extremely impatient, but his thin lips were still smiling. "Even if you don't mind, I do. Beryl, get up there."
Seeing that he was about to fall out with her, Beryl did not dare to act rashly. She could only follow him obediently to the second floor.
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