In the presidential suite.
Beau Wright put Harriet Smith on the sofa, his eyes locked on her pink cheeks, with faint anger.
"Are you stupid? When you see the red wine splash over, can't you avoid it? Just stand there and be splashed, huh?"
The man's voice was low and deep. When he spoke, a familiar and pleasant breath came to him. He seemed to get mad.
But in Harriet Smith's eyes, it made her feel a little pleasant to listen to. She looked up and frowned slightly. She stared at him with bright eyes and said, "I feel dizzy."
Her voice was soft and soft, as if a breeze had brushed over his heart. She looked a little aggrieved. Her face had always been red. She bit her lips and looked a little charming.
Beau Wright's throat knot rolled. Suddenly, he felt that his neck was too tight. He pulled his tie with his big hand and said in a low voice, "Go take a bath first, and then rest. Call me if anything happens..."
"Okay." Harriet Smith replied.
After he left, she took a shower first and drank two cups of warm water. After a long rest, she finally felt relaxed.
After what happened just now, Vera Brion definitely did not dare to make trouble again.
After getting dressed, Harriet Smith leaned against the sofa and pretended to sleep. About three hours later, she heard footsteps and opened her eyes.
Beau Wright, Arthur Andrew, and Kayson George had already appeared in front of her.
"Miss. Smith, are you ready?" Kayson George narrowed his peach blossom eyes and smiled. The belt in his hand was still twitching in the air.
His posture puzzled Harriet Smith. "Ready for what?"
"Get ready for the wedding."
Hearing this, Arthur Andrew shrugged helplessly. Beau Wright narrowed his eyes and looked at Kayson George. "Do you have to be so excited?"
"Of course, excitement is endless, and excitement is endless." He could finally take revenge. How could he not be excited?
“……”
"Let me remind you of the rules of the bridal chamber, as long as it is a request made by me and Arthur Andrew, Miss. Smith must cooperate, if not, it doesn't matter, then the one who will be punished will be our Beau Wright." Kayson George felt excited just thinking about it!
Beau Wright raised his eyebrows. "Stop your disgusting smile."
Feeling embarrassed, Kayson George rubbed his nose. He flung his belt and said, "Beau Wright, take off your clothes quickly and leave only the Internal Treasury!"
After glancing at him for a while, Beau Wright got up and unbuttoned his suit and shirt in a few seconds. Then he put on his suit pants. The whole procedure was smooth.
Harriet Smith blushed and wanted to escape from this place. "I'll go to the banquet hall."
Kayson George took a step to the left, and directly blocked her way.
"The banquet has already ended. There's nothing to see. Besides, the host of the banquet is lying here at this time. What is Miss. Smith going to do? Come on, the first show is to explore treasures with fragrant lips. It's very simple. Miss. Smith only needs to pick up the things Beau Wright has put on his body with fragrant lips, but the premise is that you can only use your lips!"
Kayson George was shameless! How dare he play so dirty!
"Miss. Smith, hurry up." Kayson George was still urging him with dissatisfaction.
Harriet Smith stood still.
"Give Miss. Smith another two minutes. If Miss. Smith still doesn't move, the consequences will be,
She turned to look at Arthur Andrew. She felt that he was rational and normal.
Unexpectedly, Arthur Andrew leisurely picked up a glass of red wine and even leaned against the sofa, ready to enjoy it.
Harriet Smith: "..."
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