By the way, before Florida, I also went to France, and it was still a company business, but I happened to meet Mitterrand's funeral. ”

"How do you talk about this?"

"It's nothing, it's just that you look a lot like the former president of France. ”

"I prefer to hear people like me than I like somebody else. ”

"Well, well, Mitterrand is quite similar to you," Grace chuckled, and before he could ask, she took the initiative to explain, "I mean, you both have a lot of lovers, and you are all greedy, and always like to date many women at the same time, and I heard that Mitterrand has to date several lovers in a row in one night, and the driver is tired enough." Also, with his political rival Chirac who has more lovers and even shares a woman. ”

"Well, if it's a woman, I can consider it. ”

"Bad fellow," said Grace, sneering, "but you have something in common, and you are both successful." Mitterrand's funeral, his wife, lover and illegitimate children chose to attend. ”

Simon Mo rubbed the soft waist under the woman's undershirt and said, "Just to attend?"

Grace wondered, "What then?"

Simon said: "I thought there would be a martyr. ”

Grace heard Simon say this, she was inexplicably a little emotional, and leaned over and kissed the man on the lips, revealing infatuation in her softness: "It's a pity that I'm much older than you, and I'm destined to die earlier, otherwise, I will give you martyrdom in the future." ”

"Not necessarily, being oppressed by so many of you women all day long, I may have lived shorter than you. However, don't do that when the time comes, the old and ugly come to me to martyrdom, I am very shameless, and if you want to be martyred, you must be a beautiful little girl. ”

Simon deliberately said it very badly, looking disgusted, but Grace was not angry, just pasted her familiar body towards Simon again, and said seriously: "Okay, I'm the president of Elite, and the most important thing under my command is a beautiful girl, what if ...... It's really like you said, find some martyrdom for you when the time comes. ”

"Why do I sound like a martyr?"

"It's all the same, in short, I will definitely pick the most beautiful one for you. ”

In the quiet living room, the two whispered, and were suddenly interrupted by a voice next to them: "Hey, how do I feel like I'm staying with two perverts, it's martyrdom and burial, I'm going to get goosebumps." ”

The atmosphere was ruined, and Grace looked at Bryce, who was still hanging a pair of delicate jade feet after driving away the maid with her toes painted on her toes, and her tone was full of dissatisfaction: "Can't you continue to be dumb?"

Not to be outdone, Bryce said: "No. ”

Grace regretted bringing Bryce with her, and simply turned to Simon: "Shall we go upstairs?"

"Of course. ”

Simon said, and got up from the sofa with the woman in his arms, and walked upstairs, and Bryce immediately got up from the sofa, and followed as if you don't want to get rid of me.

Looking at Brythe's figure behind her, Grace suddenly leaned into Simon's ear again, and she didn't suppress her voice much: "I know you were very 'busy' in Park City two days ago, and you don't do anything tonight, will I bully Bryce to show you?"

"Okay. ”

Bryce paused when she heard this, but quickly followed, and retorted, "Do you think I am deaf? ”

......

......

"By the way, before Florida, I also went to France, and it was still a company business, but I happened to meet Mitterrand's funeral. ”

"How do you talk about this?"

"It's nothing, it's just that you look a lot like the former president of France. ”

"I prefer to hear people like me than I like somebody else. ”

"Well, well, Mitterrand is quite similar to you," Grace chuckled, and before he could ask, she took the initiative to explain, "I mean, you both have a lot of lovers, and you are all greedy, and always like to date many women at the same time, and I heard that Mitterrand has to date several lovers in a row in one night, and the driver is tired enough." Also, with his political rival Chirac who has more lovers and even shares a woman. ”

"Well, if it's a woman, I can consider it. ”

"Bad fellow," said Grace, sneering, "but you have something in common, and you are both successful." Mitterrand's funeral, his wife, lover and illegitimate children chose to attend. ”

Simon Mo rubbed the soft waist under the woman's undershirt and said, "Just to attend?"

Grace wondered, "What then?"

Simon said: "I thought there would be a martyr. ”

Grace heard Simon say this, she was inexplicably a little emotional, and leaned over and kissed the man on the lips, revealing infatuation in her softness: "It's a pity that I'm much older than you, and I'm destined to die earlier, otherwise, I will give you martyrdom in the future." ”

"Not necessarily, being oppressed by so many of you women all day long, I may have lived shorter than you. However, don't do that when the time comes, the old and ugly come to me to martyrdom, I am very shameless, and if you want to be martyred, you must be a beautiful little girl. ”

Simon deliberately said it very badly, looking disgusted, but Grace was not angry, just pasted her familiar body towards Simon again, and said seriously: "Okay, I'm the president of Elite, and the most important thing under my command is a beautiful girl, what if ...... It's really like you said, find some martyrdom for you when the time comes. ”

"Why do I sound like a martyr?"

"It's all the same, in short, I will definitely pick the most beautiful one for you. ”

In the quiet living room, the two whispered, and were suddenly interrupted by a voice next to them: "Hey, how do I feel like I'm staying with two perverts, it's martyrdom and burial, I'm going to get goosebumps." ”

The atmosphere was ruined, and Grace looked at Bryce, who was still hanging a pair of delicate jade feet after driving away the maid with her toes painted on her toes, and her tone was full of dissatisfaction: "Can't you continue to be dumb?"

Not to be outdone, Bryce said: "No. ”

Grace regretted bringing Bryce with her, and simply turned to Simon: "Shall we go upstairs?"

"Of course. ”

Simon said, and got up from the sofa with the woman in his arms, and walked upstairs, and Bryce immediately got up from the sofa, and followed as if you don't want to get rid of me.

Looking at Brythe's figure behind her, Grace suddenly leaned into Simon's ear again, and she didn't suppress her voice much: "I know you were very 'busy' in Park City two days ago, and you don't do anything tonight, will I bully Bryce to show you?"

"Okay. ”

Bryce paused when she heard this, but quickly followed, and retorted, "Do you think I am deaf? ”

"By the way, before Florida, I also went to France, and it was still a company business, but I happened to meet Mitterrand's funeral. ”

"How do you talk about this?"

"It's nothing, it's just that you look a lot like the former president of France. ”

"I prefer to hear people like me than I like somebody else. ”

"Well, well, Mitterrand is quite similar to you," Grace chuckled, and before he could ask, she took the initiative to explain, "I mean, you both have a lot of lovers, and you are all greedy, and always like to date many women at the same time, and I heard that Mitterrand has to date several lovers in a row in one night, and the driver is tired enough." Also, with his political rival Chirac who has more lovers and even shares a woman. ”

"Well, if it's a woman, I can consider it. ”

"Bad fellow," said Grace, sneering, "but you have something in common, and you are both successful." Mitterrand's funeral, his wife, lover and illegitimate children chose to attend. ”

Simon Mo rubbed the soft waist under the woman's undershirt and said, "Just to attend?"

Grace wondered, "What then?"

Simon said: "I thought there would be a martyr. ”

Grace heard Simon say this, she was inexplicably a little emotional, and leaned over and kissed the man on the lips, revealing infatuation in her softness: "It's a pity that I'm much older than you, and I'm destined to die earlier, otherwise, I will give you martyrdom in the future." ”

"Not necessarily, being oppressed by so many of you women all day long, I may have lived shorter than you. However, don't do that when the time comes, the old and ugly come to me to martyrdom, I am very shameless, and if you want to be martyred, you must be a beautiful little girl. ”

Simon deliberately said it very badly, looking disgusted, but Grace was not angry, just pasted her familiar body towards Simon again, and said seriously: "Okay, I'm the president of Elite, and the most important thing under my command is a beautiful girl, what if ...... It's really like you said, find some martyrdom for you when the time comes. ”

"Why do I sound like a martyr?"

"It's all the same, in short, I will definitely pick the most beautiful one for you. ”

In the quiet living room, the two whispered, and were suddenly interrupted by a voice next to them: "Hey, how do I feel like I'm staying with two perverts, it's martyrdom and burial, I'm going to get goosebumps." ”

The atmosphere was ruined, and Grace looked at Bryce, who was still hanging a pair of delicate jade feet after driving away the maid with her toes painted on her toes, and her tone was full of dissatisfaction: "Can't you continue to be dumb?"

Not to be outdone, Bryce said: "No. ”

Grace regretted bringing Bryce with her, and simply turned to Simon: "Shall we go upstairs?"

"Of course. ”

Simon said, and got up from the sofa with the woman in his arms, and walked upstairs, and Bryce immediately got up from the sofa, and followed as if you don't want to get rid of me.

Looking at Brythe's figure behind her, Grace suddenly leaned into Simon's ear again, and she didn't suppress her voice much: "I know you were very 'busy' in Park City two days ago, and you don't do anything tonight, will I bully Bryce to show you?"

"Okay. ”

Bryce paused when she heard this, but quickly followed, and retorted, "Do you think I am deaf? ”

"By the way, before Florida, I also went to France, and it was still a company business, but I happened to meet Mitterrand's funeral. ”

"How do you talk about this?"

"It's nothing, it's just that you look a lot like the former president of France. ”

"I prefer to hear people like me than I like somebody else. ”

"Well, well, Mitterrand is quite similar to you," Grace chuckled, and before he could ask, she took the initiative to explain, "I mean, you both have a lot of lovers, and you are all greedy, and always like to date many women at the same time, and I heard that Mitterrand has to date several lovers in a row in one night, and the driver is tired enough." Also, with his political rival Chirac who has more lovers and even shares a woman. ”

"Well, if it's a woman, I can consider it. ”

"Bad fellow," said Grace, sneering, "but you have something in common, and you are both successful." Mitterrand's funeral, his wife, lover and illegitimate children chose to attend. ”

Simon Mo rubbed the soft waist under the woman's undershirt and said, "Just to attend?"

Grace wondered, "What then?"

Simon said: "I thought there would be a martyr. ”

Grace heard Simon say this, she was inexplicably a little emotional, and leaned over and kissed the man on the lips, revealing infatuation in her softness: "It's a pity that I'm much older than you, and I'm destined to die earlier, otherwise, I will give you martyrdom in the future." ”

"Not necessarily, being oppressed by so many of you women all day long, I may have lived shorter than you. However, don't do that when the time comes, the old and ugly come to me to martyrdom, I am very shameless, and if you want to be martyred, you must be a beautiful little girl. ”

Simon deliberately said it very badly, looking disgusted, but Grace was not angry, just pasted her familiar body towards Simon again, and said seriously: "Okay, I'm the president of Elite, and the most important thing under my command is a beautiful girl, what if ...... It's really like you said, find some martyrdom for you when the time comes. ”

"Why do I sound like a martyr?"

"It's all the same, in short, I will definitely pick the most beautiful one for you. ”

In the quiet living room, the two whispered, and were suddenly interrupted by a voice next to them: "Hey, how do I feel like I'm staying with two perverts, it's martyrdom and burial, I'm going to get goosebumps." ”

The atmosphere was ruined, and Grace looked at Bryce, who was still hanging a pair of delicate jade feet after driving away the maid with her toes painted on her toes, and her tone was full of dissatisfaction: "Can't you continue to be dumb?"

Not to be outdone, Bryce said: "No. ”

Grace regretted bringing Bryce with her, and simply turned to Simon: "Shall we go upstairs?"

"Of course. ”

Simon said, and got up from the sofa with the woman in his arms, and walked upstairs, and Bryce immediately got up from the sofa, and followed as if you don't want to get rid of me.

Looking at Brythe's figure behind her, Grace suddenly leaned into Simon's ear again, and she didn't suppress her voice much: "I know you were very 'busy' in Park City two days ago, and you don't do anything tonight, will I bully Bryce to show you?"

"Okay. ”

Bryce paused when she heard this, but quickly followed, and retorted, "Do you think I am deaf? ”

Looking at Brythe's figure behind her, Grace suddenly leaned into Simon's ear again, and she didn't suppress her voice much: "I know you were very 'busy' in Park City two days ago, and you don't do anything tonight, will I bully Bryce to show you?"

"Okay. ”

Bryce paused when she heard this, but quickly followed, and retorted, "Do you think I am deaf? ”