William felt that what he held in his hand was not a soft fruit, but a ball of dead flesh without feeling. He had no feelings in his heart. His first reaction was to let go.
He didn't care whether Angie would be embarrassed or not, he directly turned around, and her sharp eyebrows twisted together. His cold voice said without emotion, "Angie, it's too late. You'd better put on your clothes and go back."
"Honey, what are you talking about?" Angie's face was stiff for a moment, and her voice became a little tight. What does he mean? He called her to come and go again?
Isn't he the one who asked her to come?
"Put on your clothes." William repeated it impatiently. No, he didn't feel right at all. It was really an unwise choice for him to let Angie come here.
He was really mad by Vivian, so he would do such a thing.
Now it seemed that he had no reaction to any other woman except that hateful woman.
Angie's face was a little distorted, but she quickly concealed it. She looked at the man's upright and strong back, and she had drunk a glass of wine before, and there was a burst of courage and impulse in her heart.
She lifted her hand to her back, and her thin underwear fell on the ground. Her eyes flashed with determination, and she put her hand around the man's strong narrow waist.
She stuck her bosoms directly on the man's shirt, like a poor little white rabbit, constantly rubbing and squirming on his body.
She pathetically said, "William, don't refuse me, OK? You don't know how excited I am when I hear you call me. William, I really love you."
No man could resist the temptation of her, so he couldn't resist the temptation of her.
Angie was more aggressive, and her hand reached the man's belly.
Before she touched his belt, she was caught by a strong hand. William's voice was cold and deep. Because he had called her, he didn't say anything that made her too embarrassed.
But his patience had worn out, "Angie, I'm not in the mood today."
So, you can go.
Angie was rejected for the second time. Even if she had the courage, her face could not help turning pale. She was also a favored girl. She was repeatedly rejected by her beloved man. She also collapsed.
She sobbed, "Why can't you accept me? What's wrong with me? Do you still love that bitch in your heart?"
A trace of cold dark light flashed in William's eyes, he released her hand, and slowly turned around, like a king who looked down on everything, coldly looked at her poor look with tears in her eyes.
"Bitch? Who told you to say that about her?"
Hearing Angie said that Vivian was a slut, his anger was ignited.
Angie was a little scared. When she heard that William was still defending the slut, she could no longer control her emotions and exclaimed, "Vivian is a bitch. If she is not a bitch, why did she seduce you? If it is not her, how can you refuse me?"
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