"Does it hurt?"
He asked casually, as elegant as a prince.
Huh? How about give him a punch?
Lily glared at the man who did this to her, but he didn't seem to know it at all. He handed a glass of wine to her and raised his eyebrows.
What?
'What does he want to do?' Lily wondered.
"The wine is in the wine cabinet. The bottle in the second row and the second column."
The smile on his thin lips disappeared and Jack looked at her indifferently.
Did this woman understand what he was talking about? "Do you want me to take the wine?"
With her eyes wide open, Lily asked in disbelief.
"No, not taking it. Pour the wine for me."
The man stood up and walked slowly to Lily, his tall figure enveloping her.
Lily swallowed the little saliva in her mouth, 'Fine! People had to bow their heads under the eaves.' In order not to be thrown into the wilderness, she had to do it!
She nodded with a fake smile on her face. Then she took the glass, turned around and walked to the wine cabinet.
You murderer, don't fall into my hands, or I won't spare you!
It was less than one hundred meters away from the wine cabinet, but Lily cursed him thousands of times in her heart.
Looking at her angry back, Jack couldn't help laughing. Was this girl so angry? It's just a glass of wine. Why was she so angry? It seemed that she should be taught more in the future.
Turning around, Lily saw that Jack touched his chin and looked at her thoughtfully. She stopped and looked confused.
"You... Why are you looking at me? "
She felt that the man's gaze was a little strange and frightening.
"Nothing."
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