My dear lawyer

Vivian felt that she didn't offend him. Why did he show her such an angry look? So she turned her body to the other side, made the glass down, and let the wind in. She felt better now.

He's angry, and I'm angry too.

The reason why William was so gloomy was that Vivian wore a short skirt. He never knew that Vivian had such an unchaste skirt.

Half way through, the car suddenly stopped.

Vivian fell forward out of inertia, she stabilized herself in some panic, turned her head angrily, and stared at the man beside her.

Before she complained, a coat covered on her body directly, blocking her voice, "William, why did you brake suddenly?"

William started the car without saying anything, turned the steering wheel, and drove back in. His thin, cold lips turned into a line, and his cool face was about to dribble out of the water.

In the narrow car, the temperature dropped suddenly. Vivian also knew that William was so angry. She held the man's clothes in her arms, thought about it, and showed a very embarrassed expression.

She also found this dress was showing too much skin. Compared with her conservatism, it was just a normal long skirt. Last time, she remembered the skirt that Angie wore was sexier than this.

Why wasn't he angry last time?

Of course, Vivian had to admit that she said in a fit of pique, "William, what are you doing? Don't you want to go to the party?"

William almost gnashed his teeth, "Change your clothes."

his words. They were not even friends with benefits now. He shouldn't care

her coldly and said derisively, "I don't want them to think

so angry that she screamed, "William,

Vivian was angry, William calmed down and said in a low voice, "You also admit that you are indiscreet, so go back and

that her forehead was going to smoke, and she blurted out, "Why should I change it? I'm going

down, only left a slight disordered gasp from Vivian.

was

underestimated William's psychological quality. He refused to admit that it was the

quarreling with William today. She had to wear this dress today to do whatever

a little askew. She put her hands around her chest,

—There's a squeak.

beside the road. Unfortunately, the street lamp nearby was broken. If they didn't look carefully, no one would find

of inertia. This time, unfortunately, she hit her forehead in front of the car. Although it wasn't very painful, it was enough for her

wrong

the wrong with

It was so cold that her hair could stand upright with a little sweat on her

a sudden, the flame of her body was poured with a basin of

made. She even tried to provoke a man who was used

happened

I

stiff back touched the door and stopped. She screamed