"She just wants to make herself live a more valuable life!" A woman, no matter what time it is, has to live a life that is more valuable and confident than anyone else's, and only such a woman is the most beautiful!
Rosemary said without thinking, and that's what she kept telling herself.
"Maybe you're right!"
Marcy is not opposed to women being financially independent on their own, and if it is his woman, he would prefer her to be able to rely on herself for everything.
"If a man can be relied on, the sow will be on the tree, this saying is still very philosophical, am I right sister?"
Suddenly Mayme, sitting next to her, spoke up.
Hearing Mayme's somewhat strange tone, he turned his head to look at her and said, "Mayme, have you been stimulated by something, why are you suddenly talking about this?"
Looking at the faint smile on Rosemary's face, "I'm fine, I just listened to your words and felt it!"
Why do you think she spoke in a somewhat strange tone, asif who let her eat a stifling loss!
"Are you uncomfortable somewhere?"
Slumping back in her chair, Rosemary spoke worriedly.
"Well, it's all over the place!"
Sitting with this pervert, it is hell to be comfortable.
Listening to her childlike exasperation, Rosemary looked at her with a puzzled expression, and Marcy, who was sitting next to her, suddenly spoke up, "Rosemary, this friend of yours should not want to sit with me, that's why she feels uncomfortable all over."
"Count on you to have self-awareness!"
Coldly, Mayme spoke in an impulsive tone.
Looking at her angry and red face, Marcy suddenly felt that this woman really can't afford to piss off, once she is pissed off, like a hedgehog with thorns all over her body, stabbing people on sight.
"You two know each other?"
Rosemary's eyes kept wandering back and forth over them, and someone tell her what was going on between the two of them.
"Don't know!"
"Don't know!"
"Just like you guys, and you call it not knowing each other?" Pointing his hand at the two of them, he felt any way he looked at them that there must be something he didn't know about them.
Even talking is so heartfelt, it is strange not to know!
Mayme saw Rosemary's pair of beautiful eyes constantly shuttling back and forth between them, and simply turned her head to the side and looked out the window.
Seeing that Mayme wasn't going to talk, Rosemary dropped her gaze on Marcy again, only to see that he shrugged and had no intention of speaking up either.
Wilson looked at her with a disinterested look at them, reached out his hand and broke her head over, with a doting face he spoke: "There is still an hour to go, take a rest first!"
"Good!"
Since they don't say, Rosemary doesn't bother to ask, anyway, with Mayme's character, even if she holds it in the car, she will not be able to hold it when she gets there!
Closing her eyes and lying on the passenger side, Rosemary soon fell into a deep sleep, and by the time she woke up she was down at the foot of the scenic hill.
"Rosemary, we're here!"
Wilson parked the car, gently shook the sleeping Rosemary, Fairy Lake is located in the sea wave thirteen hundred meters high mountain, because the mountain in the middle of the year cloud drift, the shape of the lake is like a dancing maiden, fairy lake is also therefore with and came.
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