My Gorgeous Aunty

It was strange enough that Giovanna's post-work fatigue was gone after a hard fall and a nice sweat.

Especially when she was soaking in a nice flower bath, listening to rap songs that made foreigners dumbfounded, with a glass of wine on the chair beside her, all the bad feelings of being forced to sleep with a gigolo that night were gone.

"It seems that life is really about physical excercise and mental state as well.

"

While Giovanna closed her eyes and held her glass of wine, her little head was swaying lightly to the melody and incomparably relaxed, Sebastian was raging.

No wonder he had faintly heard a smashing sound coming from the door when he had been in the shower earlier.

He didn't care at the time though, after all he had just moved in today, who would come to visit him?

It turned out that someone did come to visit him.

With an awful attitude

He couldn't believe that she smashed the door of his house into the surface of the moon, with countless ups and downs.

She even left an unbelievably arrogant note telling him to look ahead.

Sebastian looked up haughtily, saw the door to the opposite room, and smiled.

"I am wondering who was so savage, it was my auntie."

The two of them were aunt and nephew, but Giovanna had smashed the door of his house, so Sebastian still had to ask for a clear explanation.

He walked quickly to the east door and lifted his foot and kicked it with a thud.

It was estimated that the sound could reach 300 meters against the wind, even the walls had begun to shake, but that door was like a thousand-year old tomb, no matter how much he made noise outside, the one staying inside would still not make any movement.

"Ha, you think you can escape my wrath by not opening the door?

"

Sebastian kicked again and turned around to quickly walk into his house.

When he came out, there was an extra piece of paper in his hand.

In fact, something like using the wire to open the door, and rushing in to take the arrogant woman down, pressing his auntie on the table and stroke her hard three hundred times was not difficult for Sebastian at all.

But he wouldn't do that.

Now he was a law-abiding, good citizen.

Sebastian did not learn from Giovanna and smashed the door of her house...... There was a reason before and a result after.

How kind a man was if he wrote "A good man would take responsibility for his actions" and put it on the door of someone's house?

He should draw a large turtle and write, "This is the cave of the tortoise of ten thousand years. People are not allowed to enter.

The line “Look forward to find the man responsible" was stuck to the door with a bang, and it looked as good as it could.

"What a fine stroke of writing, whose ink is this?

It is comparable to works written by the famous Chinese calligraphers Wang Xizhi and Yan Zhenqing.

"

Heartily praising the fonts that was not much better than beetles crawling, Sebastian took out another packet of garlic hot sauce, pinched his fingers and counted down, and cupped it on the floor.

He went back to the front of his house again, took out something, and drummed on the door panel for a while, before Sebastian entered the house and closed the door.

The sun was up again and it was another nice day.

Giovanna had been living here for over six months and just last night she had a good sleep.

the gigolo away, and

that the night she slept with the gigolo was just like a bite from

as a psychological burden and felt depressed about it. She should still embrace each day with

the stinking gigolo had gone, hmm, Giovanna didn't bother

south mountain. Giovanna opened the door and saw the door of the opposite room. The corners

that someone had taken it and known she'd been the one who'd stirred

his room was smashed to the surface of the moon with an overbearing note, but she was not disturbed from sleep by any

one who stayed in the West house was a

casually closed the door with

"Hmph, count your wits.

I'll let you

she going to let the person at the other door know

how long her legs were, how big her boobs were, what color the little

she could finish her sentence, she became acutely aware that something was

high heels were stepping on something red

it, Giovanna knew this was done

last night, he didn't dare to smash Giovanna's door to demand an explanation, but he used such an unorthodox means to retaliate against her! He

this scumbag a lesson even if she didn't go to

get the baseball bat again when he

she turned a blind eye. All she could see was

must calm down

"

tightly, about to explode into a torrent of anger when she reminded herself in time to be

that get in the

arrived at the west

There was no response.

to listen

it seemed that someone

hide, I'll see how long you

anyway. You

"

suspend his

and there was plenty of time to take care of this, so why should she rush

to go...... But her

cheek, and so much of her hair, was firmly stuck

that once a gold coin

to kill

attempts to get her face off

course, she could still break free if she could just give a

little face would surely suffer, or

you're too ruthless to use such despicable means

"

ashamed and angry, so

on the door, she would be so furious that she would subconsciously put her face to the door to listen for movement after

less, the glue would

the glue wouldn't have a

you are in trouble,

the least common sense, but Giovanna didn't dare

couldn't afford to

was about to call Madelyn to come to her rescue in a hurry when she suddenly heard a soft sound coming from within the

of the east

whose small face was stuck to it, could only

was tempted

still glued to the

Don't push.

wall...... Er, is this

very clear that even if she did

eye to deliberately open the door as far as it would go when he

chest wasn't very big. If she were Madelyn, it was

in spring, you hear

day, a