After that slap.

For a long time, Luther and Joyce were in a cold war.

Both calmed down, but also peaceful.

It was on the weekend.

St. Casterman Road, where the best costume jewelry in Khebury was gathered.

In front of a high-end private custom store.

"Why are you here to buy clothes?" Joyce was reluctant.

"There's a banquet tonight and you're going to go dressed like this?" Luther glanced up and down at her, "Dressing like a beggar will lose my face."

She didn't think that she look like a beggar. Obviously she was looking quite good.

"Why should I attend? Our relationship is not supposed to be open to the public either, so in what identity would I go?"

"You think I want to take you there? It was Grandma who insisted."

going or not! Can't you

addicted to lying

just a dinner

was Khebury's top

about to join Joyce inside but suddenly his

what

away and stood under a large tree, turning his back to answer

door. Inside was a duplex layout, two-storey

she was wearing cheap clothes. "Miss, if you are looking for a bathroom, go out and turn left, and then walk for twenty meters." said the

looked the

five, six. It was just

rich people was really

female clerk said in a hypocritical manner, "Excuse me. Can you help yourself

waved

originally from this world. She

future, she would have

a coincidence, the guest was none other than Shelly who

out of the fitting room, she

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