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Stomp on Your Broken Heart With Our Babies novel Chapter 785

The first golden rays of the early morning shone on Eric's eyelids.

He opened his eyes in confusion, only to feel a sharp pain in his head.

He couldn't help but let out a muffled grunt as he sat up from the bed with his arms propped up.

"You're awake?" George poked his head out of the adjacent bathroom, top half naked, just a loose bath towel wrapped around his bottom.

Eric was like seeing a comet hit the earth, "You ...... you you you you! Why are you here and not wearing clothes!"

George rolled his eyes, "What do you think, my clothes are gone, thanks to you?"

Eric shuddered up, lifted his quilt incredulously and took a quiet look.

It's over, he's even worse than George, with nothing on!

"What the hell happened last night?" Eric blushed white, "I remember going to the bar to look for you, and then someone said you were in the booth and told me to wait and give me a drink ......"

"You dare to drink a drink given by a stranger, and in a fire and blue bar, you're brave!" George gave a thumbs up.

If he hadn't saved Eric last night, he would have woken up this morning with seven or eight big men lying next to him!

Eric, however, sank his heart to the bottom.

Seven or eight and one, it's just a matter of quantity, OK!

Eric's face is full of pathos.

After a pause, he took another deep breath, "Forget it, I don't care about what happened last night, as compensation, you should at least tell me what happened to Mrs. Grant, right?"

Eric simply had to laugh, "Why are you full of this thing, and why should I compensate you, I was so exhausted last night."

If there is compensation, it is Eric who should compensate himself!

Eric has never seen such a shameless person.

He owled, grabbed the dress pants next to him and put them on, and fled the room hiding his face in tears.

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