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Please Love Me, Mr. George novel Chapter 1202

"All right." Benjamin did not have the heart to listen to continue, raised his hand intended for the words of the man in the suit, "As I said, this place is given to your full responsibility, as soon as possible to let me see satisfactory results."

"Yes." The man in the suit nodded respectfully.

I intended to see more clearly, but Benjamin was already unwilling to stay, pulling me out and then quickly drove away.

Until the village was left far behind the car, Benjamin opened the window, relieved sigh of relief, one hand on the steering wheel, one hand casually resting on the window, self-conscious evaluation of Shirley's means of action, "failure, the whole village can only be described as a failure, in such a place to develop, how can business be big, no wonder so For many years the domestic market has been so sluggish, women have always been short-sighted,"

Look at what he said, a mouthful of "development" "market", do not know also think he is doing any serious business, the future is bright.

I was dissatisfied with the trip that went back and forth but a minute, and took it upon myself to pick up on the scolding, saying grimly, "Excuse me, but are you talking about me?"

Benjamin then realized that just now even my words also boxed in, quietly Mimi looked at me, adjusted the sitting posture, rigidly explained, "You and those women are not the same."

"What's different, the difference is that I used to be someone else's woman and you used to be in contact with someone who wasn't, so you became a willowy, sitting on your hands?"

In fact, when he is impulsive, he may not remember the fact that he still has a cleanliness problem, but I prefer to take it to the surface and say it clearly, so that he can remember it in his bones, so that the next time I will not have to endure the pain of biting my tongue again.

Benjamin sniffed immediately became expressionless, even the tone of voice is tinged with a few thin anger, "You better not have nothing to find trouble."

"Am I the one who's looking for trouble?" I argued, "Who dragged me out at night, took a few hours to and from the car, only to just take a look and leave, do not trust me to say, no need to make this kind of pretend trick diaphragm people."

When he finished, he put his face to the side and did not intend to argue any further.

Benjamin opened his mouth to say something, but in the end, he did not speak again.

A stalemate all the way back to the hilltop villa was already 3:00 am.

Pushing open the door, I casually kicked off my shoes haphazardly and walked on the cold floor with bare feet, only to be shivering and shivering from the cold.

"Stop-" Behind him, Benjamin trailed off inexorably.

"What do you want again?!" I stopped where I was, but didn't turn around, and pretending to be angry requires an angry attitude.

Benjamin didn't answer, instead a rustling sound rang out before I felt him come closer towards me.

"Lift your feet." Benjamin's voice came from below.

Looking down, he was half kneeling in front of me, holding a cotton slipper in his hand, tentatively disliking my toes, "The ground is cold, put it on."

"Not wearing." I raised my chin stubbornly, not giving him face.

Then there was a weakness in the foot, one leg was lifted directly by Benjamin, the moment of vacating, the shoe was on the foot, the other was not spared.

Benjamin did all this before he got up unhurriedly, looked at me nicely, and said half flirtatiously, "You've been angry for two hours, aren't you tired?"

I still stubbornly refused to look at him, but then I suddenly remembered the computer in the room, and with a flash of light, I changed my mind and turned my head to look at him and said, "I'm tired, but I can't get rid of my anger yet, so if I can have a bowl of beef noodles right now, I can consider not getting angry."

Benjamin hooked his lips but put on a straight face and instructed, "Go up and wait."

I just laughed at that and ran upstairs with gusto.

To the door of the room, and feel uneasy, back to the stairs to look down, to make sure Benjamin has gone to the kitchen, then rushed back, cover the door, rushed over to pick up the computer.

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