"Well, then, get up, I've made porridge, and I hope you'll like it," said Elizabeth, leaving a faint smile and turning away.

Julia craned her neck to look out through the crack in the door that was not closed, and found no girl, so she wrapped herself in a blanket and squirmed to the bathroom, she did not have Elizabeth's swaggering temperament, and she was not used to showing her body in front of someone she had only known for a day, even if they were of the same sex.

Twenty minutes later, Julia changed into a loose pale green dressing and appeared in the dining room, Elizabeth had already divided her breakfast, and when she saw Julia walk in, she just nodded to the girl, still sitting at the table with a roll of newspaper in her hand, reading and eating by herself, not thinking of herself as an outsider.

Julia didn't mind, sat down on the other side, picked up a slice of toast, smeared a few bites of peanut butter, and tasted the white porridge in the bowl.

"Did you sleep well last night?" said the girl across from her.

"Ah, when...... Of course," Julia replied quickly, somehow she felt a little weak, but she couldn't remember why, and her drunken memories had blurred into an inexplicable mess.

"If possible, I advise you that it would be better not to have another time. Elizabeth said meaningfully.

"Next...... What's next?" Julia looked at the girl across from her and blinked.

"Get drunk, don't get drunk anymore. ”

Julia seemed to realize something: "I...... Did I do something bad last night?"

Elizabeth nodded without hesitation: "Yes." ”

"Oh my God. Julia slapped her head suddenly: "It's bad, if it gets out, in case it ......"

"Don't worry. No," Elizabeth shook her head lightly without raising her head, turning the page of the newspaper in front of her.

"Huh?"

"I don't think that Mr. Jerk is going to get the word out. Elizabeth understated.

Julia's eyes widened: "Bastard...... Sir, do you mean...... Eric. ”

"Bingo!"

Julia felt apprehensive for a while, and her tone even became a little stammering: "That...... That's, Liz. I...... In the end, in the end...... What did you do out of the ordinary?"

"It's not too out of place. You're just wrapping yourself around that Mr. Jerk, crying and shouting and begging him to kiss you. ”

"Oh God!" Julia groaned in annoyance, clutching her head to the table. Knock a few times on the solid wood tabletop.

Seeing the girl's reaction, Elizabeth couldn't help but smile: "Don't hit it, no one will feel sorry if you break the wood." ”

After a while, Julia raised her head, reached out and pulled the glass kettle in the center of the table to give herself a cup of cool water, poured it down, took a few deep breaths, and then plucked up the courage to say, "That, Liz." Can you tell me more about last night?"

"Are you sure you want to listen?" asked Elizabeth rhetorically.

Dampening the thought of flinching, Julia nodded.

Elizabeth remembered very well, and she wasn't drunk last night. So starting with the girl complaining about Eric, she talked about it one by one, and added a lot of small details in a colorful way.

"I ...... I even dreamed about it?" Julia looked like she was about to break down, looking at Elizabeth with a pleading look, as if she wanted to hear a negative answer.

"Uh-huh," Elizabeth said, picking up her bowl and drinking her porridge. Hearing Julia's question, she nodded vaguely in response.

Julia slammed her head on the table again: "It's over, it's over." I don't have the face to live, how can I see people. ”

Elizabeth drank the last sip of white porridge, wiped the corners of her mouth, and at the same time showed a curious look and asked, "Julia, does Eric Williams really have that kind of perverted hobby, he likes to hit women?"

"No," replied the girl lying on the table in a sullen voice.

Elizabeth seemed to breathe a sigh of relief: "So, those are your sexual fantasies, I thought he was really a pervert, it would be disgusting, I was originally quite interested in him." ”

"Liz, don't talk about it anymore, okay? I want to die now. ”

"It's nothing, who rules that women can't have some sexual fantasies, hehe, but yours is really special, you even want him to beat you. ”

"It was just a dream," Julia replied weakly, holding her head.

"Dreams are a convenient and fast form of virtual realization of human desires, which is essentially the same as waking fantasies, except that fantasies are controllable, and dreams are arbitrary, but if you don't have this thought in your heart, you won't have such dreams. ”

"Uh-huh-hmm......" The girl let out a few cryes, looking like I'm going to cry if you say it again.

Elizabeth stopped holding on to this matter and took the initiative to change the subject: "Julia, are you in love with him?"

Julia popped up, and it was obvious that the girl was more sensitive to the topic: "No, of course not, I hate him." ”

"Oh," Elizabeth replied noncommittally, wisely not asking any further, or she might have been kicked out by the mad woman, while muttering to herself that this reflection was indeed 'hate' to the extreme.

Julia glared at Elizabeth, her fingers pressed down slightly on the edge of the table, looking eager to do something. After waiting for a while, he found that the girl opposite had no follow-up, and his accumulated breath quickly leaked down, and he said sneeringly: "I'm just...... Actually......"

"Forget it, Julia, hurry up and have breakfast, I think your life is too boring to think about it all day. After breakfast, I can borrow a private jet, we can fly directly to Manhattan, Fifth Avenue is a shopping paradise, and I'll take you around some pies in the evening and introduce you to a few young people, maybe they are not as good as Eric Williams, but the family is definitely richer than the other party. ”

"I've also met a few of those people on a lot of pies, either they're too old, or they're self-righteous guys, relying on the family's wealth to spend a lot of time outside, I even doubt that they will be able to pay money to inherit the property of the previous generation in the future, but the United States has to pay taxes before they can inherit the inheritance, and I heard that many rich children can only donate a large amount of inheritance because they can't afford to pay a huge inheritance tax. ”

"Hehe, you're just talking about a handful," Elizabeth laughed, "With a little thought, there are countless ways for those billionaires to pass on enough assets to the next generation." ”

The topic unconsciously changed from last night's troubles, and the two slowly started chatting and chatting.

"Liz, how about you wear this shirt, don't you think it's a bit big?" After breakfast, the two girls went into Julia's cloakroom and began to choose clothes, both of them were about the same size and height, so there was no question of zài size.

"However, I prefer looser clothes, this one is good," Elizabeth didn't want to change out, still wearing only bottoms and two white and tender thighs, standing next to her and pulling another wardrobe, picking out trousers by herself.

Julia pursed her lips, her head darting to think about how to get the girl to take off her shirt without noticing what was wrong.

"Well, these pants are good, that's it," Elizabeth said, pulling a pair of khaki casual pants from her closet, gesturing at her waist, and putting them on.

"Yes, it's good-looking," Julia rolled her eyes, "However, I think khaki pants with a light blue top look better, pink is fine, white is more awkward," the girl said, quickly took off two small shirts from the closet in front of her, and gestured in front of Elizabeth: "Look!"

Elizabeth blinked, looked at the two small blouses in front of her, and then looked at the one on her body, and suddenly lifted the hem directly and pulled off the large white shirt on her body, leaving only a pair of small white bottoms on her body, and at the same time exclaiming: "Wow, wow, it's disgusting, I see, this must be Eric Williams's bastard clothes, it's disgusting, bah, oh my God!"