"Call me honey,"
said Jack with a cold face, looking obviously unhappy.
This girl was so childish that she didn't even know who she was.
"Yes, yes, I know."
She smiled sheepishly, but when she saw the serious look on his face, she couldn't help laughing.
He looked so funny. After they got married, she always felt that he had become much cuter.
The man didn't want to say anything more to her. He just glanced at her coldly, but the latter trembled.
His eyes were so intimidating that they could make people's legs weak.
'Forget it. I'd better not joke with this kind of man in the future, or I will really be killed by his eyes...'
After a while, the car stopped in front of the villa in the northern suburbs. Henry hurried over.
Seeing that Lily had fallen asleep in the car, Jack shook his head helplessly.
What a pig...
He carefully picked up the woman lying on the passenger seat, but the moment he put her on the bed, she slowly opened her eyes.
"What's wrong?"
asked Jack softly, afraid of irritating the little woman in front of him.
"Alas!"
She couldn't fall asleep at all. It was just a nap.
But she didn't expect that the nap would become a long sleep...
But it was not her fault. The car was so comfortable!
"What's wrong?"
He asked the same question. 'Couldn't he say anything else?'
She was so angry that she turned around and didn't want to talk to him.
"What's wrong?"
'Didn't she hear me?'
Jack raised his tone again, but she still didn't respond. She just stared at the wall in front of her.
"Lily?"
"Who is Jean Ji?"
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