The Madame Peacock did not give the girl a chance to refuse, if there was still a little maternal tenderness when she had just driven the jackal, and when she turned her head, all that was left was her doting on her stupid son, and the selfishness of the feelings of others, as if she had lost her mind and wanted to keep Elisa.

The words came out of her mouth like a torrent that had washed through the levees. "Please forgive me for being too anxious, the relationship between young people should indeed be slow, I will take you and my son to say hello first." The woman smiled. "There's nothing to be afraid of, my son has eaten enough tonight and won't treat you like a sweet cream cake."

Peacock......

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