You Are My Mr Wright

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?

“……”

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

Wright raised his eyebrows. "Stop

his nose. He flung his belt and said, "Beau Wright, take off your clothes quickly

Wright got up and unbuttoned his suit and shirt in a few seconds. Then he put on his suit

from this place. "I'll go to the

George took a step to the

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

was shameless! How dare he play so dirty!

Kayson George was still urging him with

stood still.

another two minutes. If Miss. Smith still doesn't move, the consequences

Andrew. She felt that he was rational

Arthur Andrew leisurely picked up a glass of red wine

Harriet Smith: "..."

Kayson George started to hit Beau's back with his

loud voice and the gradually emerging red mark, Harriet Smith knew that Kayson George

hesitated, biting her

you start, the sooner you finish, otherwise, we can play all night. You have to believe that I

Beau Wright. There were very few opportunities for him to torture Beau Wright. Now that he finally got the opportunity,

pulled out kept echoing in her ears. Hearing this, Harriet Smith's heart couldn't help beating faster. When she looked

it was a common thing to make a scene anyway, and

George smiled and stopped moving his

Their eyes

and her cheeks were as red as

had endured so much pain, and his lips curled up with satisfaction. He was so happy!

smile as he sipped his red wine.

a gloomy face, he kicked Kayson George's butt,