Chapter 184 Playboy, don’t flirt without sex.
There was a sudden knock at the door.
Alice was messing around on the sofa.
John’s pants were also wet.
Don’t get him wrong.
He just poured himself a glass of water and spilled it on his pants by accident.
It was Alice’s fault. She suddenly let John admire her tiny feet painted with fluorescent nail polish
when crawling, but he didn’t listen to her. So she flew over and water spilled.
John refuses, so Alice put her feet directly over him, and the water spilled.
While they were messing around.
Suddenly someone knocked on the door.
Alice groaned, “There was no doubt that it was Emily Wood. By the way, I have to hide!”
Then she climbed down from the sofa.
Yes.
The sofa was not high, but she just used the crawling posture, as if she was deliberately showing her curvaceous figure. She even knelt on one knee at the edge of the sofa and paused for a moment.
John ignored her.
He thought, ‘women would only affect my speed of drawing my
sword!‘
Alice pursed her lips. She picked up her shoes and ran to the balcony, as if she was a thief.
elder Seeing that she was really going to hide, John was speechless and said, “Alice, you are my sister. Isn’t it normal for the two of us to stay together? It’s easy to be misunderstood if you hide!”
When John was about to go to the balcony to pull Alice back, a sweet voice came from outside, “get out of here. There is no one you are looking for, and I’m invisible now. Besides, don’t tell anyone that I’m here, or I’ll go back and tell my eldest sister that you are molesting me.”
Who on earth did it to whom?
John felt a headache.
But what else could he do? He couldn’t let the girl stand at the door all the time?
He had to run to open the door.
As expected, the person standing at the door was Emily. She had taken a shower and wore a thin nightdress. Her two smooth and long legs were exposed under the hemline, with a bottle of red wine in her hand.
“John, why did it take you so long to open the door?” Emily asked in confusion.
“I was taking a shower just now. Hearing your knock at the door, I put on my clothes immediately and ran to open the door.” explained John.
“But you don’t look like you have taken a shower at all.”
“I washed, you see my pants are wet.”
“Are you only going to wash the……?”
Emily took a weird look at John’s pants and didn’t go on. She didn’t want to expose her impropriety or let John misunderstand her.
“To celebrate the end of your first class, let’s have a drink!”
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