Henry pursed her lips and looked at Monique. She reached out and patted Monique's little head. "It's up to you."
There was a hint of helplessness in his lazy and magnetic voice.
He didn't force her. She could do whatever she wanted.
There was a glimmer of light in Monique's eyes. She smiled at Henry and said, "I knew it. My husband is the best."
"That's great."
Last time, because of Li Sheng, Henry was so angry that he almost strangled her.
But now he was willing to listen to her and believe her.
Today, he had even agreed to several requests.
Could it be that she had won a historical victory?
Looking at Monique's child-like smile, Henry felt happy.
This woman was really weird. He just promised her that he would let her work in the original place, and she was so happy.
In the past, he had tried his best to take her shopping, which was not only time but energy consuming, but she was not so happy as well.
Henry raised her sword-shaped eyebrows slightly, and only her little reflection could be seen in his dark and deep eyes.
He was looking at her, and the person in his arms was her.
Monique's heart suddenly sped up under Henry's gaze.
He had handsome and noble facial features, and his nose was as high as a sculpture. His lips were slightly raised, full of hormones.
She was surrounded by his cold and masculine aura.
She felt that as long as this man was there, even the crystal lamp would become dim.
Time seemed to stop at this moment.
After a few seconds of calm, Monique seemed to suddenly come to her senses.
What would happen next since they were alone.
At the same time, Henry bent over and pressed down slightly on her.
Monique's mind seemed to be blank. Before the man touched her lips, she quickly said, "Henry, didn't you just say that you wanted to take a nap?"
She had just been eaten and cleaned by Henry last night. She was so tired that she was a little lame today.
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