Please Love Me, Mr. George novel Chapter 1128

"Late ...... Ann."

The phone hung up for a few seconds before I came back to my senses as an afterthought, rolled over and propped my head up and asked Dennis, "How did you know Larry was at that bar?"

"I don't know." Dennis' mouth lifted in a smug beard, without opening his eyes, with the subdued look of having everything under control.

"You don't know?" I didn't believe it, "Then how can you be sure that Folly will be picked up?"

Dennis then lifted his eyes, dark eyes, and looked at me deeply, "Because I know exactly what it's like to miss and not see."

"Tell me carefully?" I suddenly got excited and waited excitedly for his explanation.

Dennis slowly closed his eyes again and refused to cooperate, "My mouth is dry, I don't have the strength to continue~"

Leo's bitchy and beguiling look was simply learned by him to the essence.

After all, don't you just want to take advantage of it?

But who let me want to hear the gossip, in order to satisfy curiosity, although reluctantly, or black face, quickly leaned down in Dennis a kiss on the cheek.

"Okay, now you can talk!"

Dennis face flashed momentary smugness, although quickly collected, but I can still see clearly.

Clara ah Clara, you should have been tougher just now, crying and hanging, he can still not say?

Bye bye let him take advantage of it!

It's a good thing Dennis does what he says he's going to do and there are no more ruses.

He moved his body to a more comfortable position, a hand through the gap between the neck and pillow, and smoothly wrapped around me, with a little force, my whole person will be on his chest, the broad palm began to restlessly roam in my body.

Heh, man!

Just as he was about to have a fit, Dennis finally spoke up without slowing down.

"What do I do when I know you're not around and I can't get in touch?"

"How?"

"In a place where no one can see, adjust the flight mode and call your number over and over again."

"You're talking about that time in HL Area, right?" Recalling the past, the mood seems to be much calmer, afraid of evoking some bad emotions, so I thought of pressing the topic down, "I understand, before you had too many things that you could not say, it's all in the past, what is important is the present moment."

"Well." Dennis understood my thoughts, did not continue to go deeper, continued, "I mean, feelings are like a flood of beasts, not human can stop, even I can not stop the thoughts come, over and over again in solitude out of control, let alone Larry?"

I seem to have some understanding, blankly nodded in recognition, and suddenly remembered something, raised the volume violently said, "But Folly said, will stop in time, should have long blocked Larry's contact information, right? How can he call through ......"

"Ow! Could it be!?"

At the end of the day, I suddenly realized that the sound of voice, the thing to this is not clear?

The first thing you can do is to say a thousand words, she was not able to ruthlessly cut off the connection between each other after all.

The message can be read and not returned, the phone can be watched not to answer, she is in no one to watch his love rampage, the surface is indifferent, but the heart is in a duel with reason, until finally, defeated.

Before that, whether it is Zack or Larry, in my eyes, Folly treats feelings with a unique rational consideration of adults, can weigh the pros and cons well, even if not to the whole body, but also to put themselves in the lowest risk position.

But this rational obviously can not estimate Larry's temperament, from Folly's performance, he has become an irregular variable in her life.

I lay my whole body on Dennis' chest and patted it with my hand, "Eh, how do you know so much about Folly? Sent someone to spy on her?"

"I'm not that bored." Dennis grabbed my hand and explained, "Larry's current curiosity is considered the top of the circle, countless pairs of eyes are watching, still need my people to follow? But I did step in and press a lot of news for the two of them."

I instantly smelled the ambiguity and unconsciously opened my eyes wide, playfully set Dennis' words, "Hey, what's the news? What's the news?"

Dennis suddenly rolled over and pinned me underneath, reacting, his hands had been raised above his head and held in a death grip, "Since you are so on top of these things, why don't you experience it in real life?"

With that, his free hand went through the hem of his shirt and nonchalantly explored my vacuum pajamas.

Knowing that he was going to play for real, I hurriedly begged for mercy, "Dennis, husband, I was wrong, I'm not interested, no more questions, never again, you stop it!"