Mr. Right, Spoil Me

"It's Mr. Earl. Here is the wine list." The girl hurriedly handed it over, and pulled back again in a hurry.

Mr. Earl, Eric Earl, was also one of the four aristocratic youths in H city.

Ernest Moore's slender fingers clipped the list, and then threw it on the ground, "It's none of my business, find him."

Sarah, "..."

Girl, "..."

"Uh huh, the women who bring the wine today are not bad! Their breasts are so big. It's strange..."

At that time, the voice of unrestrained indulgence appeared.

It was no one else but Eric Earl.

Eric Earl came up and looked around at the girls.

Sarah's white legs were highlighted because she wore a jacket which made her look relatively conservative.

It's so white and straight. Unfortunately, it caught Eric Earl's attention.

Eric Earl sat down on the sofa and smirked like a sporty rascal.

to him, he said, "Come and sit here

slim figure and touched his chin, "It's strange. Why

under the lights, the subtle atmosphere made her

Eric Earl was attracted

joke. I am wearing the mask, how

It seemed that Eric Earl had foreseen what she said. His eyes couldn't move from her

Suddenly he leaned over and embraced Sarah,

up...Hey, these legs are so beautiful, come here and let me

Sarah's face stagnated, and her stiff

expect this man was so rude

But she hadn't sold her wine yet, and if he angered him, he would probably not be able to let go of her.

moment, it was the

"Mr...Earl, please let

Ernest Moore, dressed in white,

It seemed that he had become accustomed to

There was also a person in the

The figure looked like a dictator in the dark night. He sat quietly in the corner, and tasted the wine in his hands lightly.

in front of him was so obscene, but in his eyes, nothing seemed to happen, and the silence

Moore came in the box.

not take her here?