Monique's initial editing was, "could you come and watch my performance?"
She felt that it was inappropriate.
After thinking for a while, she changed into this one.
Henry quickly got the text message. "If you want me to go, I'll go!"
Monique's face instantly turned red. Louise was originally watching the performance on the stage, but then she turned her head and saw that Monique's palm-sized face was flushed, the corners of her mouth were raised, and her eyebrows were curved.
She leaned over and looked at Monique's phone. "What are you looking at so happily?"
"Nothing!" Monique instinctively tightened her grip on the phone.
She looked up at Louise with inquiring eyes.
It was obvious that there was something wrong with it. How could it not be?
Monique's face turned even redder and she knew that she couldn't hide it. "I asked him if he wanted to come to the party tonight."
"You're asking if he wants to watch your performance tonight, why are you so shy?" Louise tricked her.
"Louise!" Monique stretched out her words and showed an angry expression.
Louise stuck out her tongue at her.
Monique seemed to think of something and pulled Louise's clothes.
Louise turned around and looked at her. Her fair face was pink and tender, and she was looking at her for help with the pair of big clear eyes. Her pink and tender lips showed as if she wanted to say something but stopped on second thought.
She seemed to want to say something, but she felt a little embarrassed.
"Just say what you want. Don't be shy with me," Louise said with a smile.
Looking at Monique's shy face, she knew that she was going to talk about something related to Chairman Moore.
She had a peach blossom face. There was no need to guess. It must be.
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