In the car, Dennis directly overbearingly pressed me into his arms, stopping my eyes, his voice low, "Close your eyes and sleep well."
"I'm not sleepy!" I raised my hand, broke his hand, some puzzled look at him, frowned, "What are you doing?" Dennis.
He reached out and covered up the front fender directly and looked at me, "Isn't it enough to look at me?"
I froze and laughed bitterly for a moment, so he was jealous of the way I had just wandered off while looking at Toby?
"Pfft ......" I couldn't hold back my laughter and looked at him, speechless, "Dennis, what's going on in your head? I'm just curious."
He frowned, "Curious about what?"
I laughed, "I'm just curious, why does Toby always come so timely? I wonder if he has the ears of the wind or the eyes of the clairvoyant, otherwise he would always appear in time every time you need him!"
"Mrs. George, I don't have clairvoyance or clairaudient, it was Dennis who sent me the message, so I came over."
Toby opened his mouth, proper straight talk.
Dennis looked at me, raised his eyebrows, raised his hand and hooked my chin, and spoke, "Next time you have any doubts, ask me directly, no need to stare at others."
I was speechless and couldn't help but say, "Dennis, do you smell sour?"
The corners of his mouth rose and he cupped my face, then kissed it recklessly.
I stared at him with wide eyes, but there were people in front of me, Toby was still driving, he did not know how to avoid ah!
A time to raise his hand to push him away, but he was caught, directly pressed in my hand, so I could not move.
The original journey was not far, Toby was very good sense to park the car in front of the base, and then he got out of the car.
I once wondered if Dennis was a kiss addict.
At this time, if not in front of the base, I was afraid that he would eat me dry in the car.
The company's main business is to provide a wide range of products and services to its customers.
This inexplicable phrase makes me half a day not react, how suddenly mention okra?
I remembered with hindsight the okra he ate in the restaurant, okra for kidneys, I blushed furiously, pushed him away and got out of the car.
Linda stood in front of the base, saw my face a little different, looked at me to say something.
I raised my hand and pretended to greet her as usual, smiling, "Is this where you're waiting for me?"
She nodded, pulled a wipe smile, saw me going inside, could not help but stop me, hesitated for a moment, but still made up her mind to generally look at me and said, "I suggest you, how about dealing with your personal image first!"
I froze, my face flushed furiously, looked at him awkwardly and said, "What's wrong?"
She coughed and said as calmly as she could, "Actually, with a man like Dennis, you can tell he's good just by looking at his body, but you don't really have to make everything too obvious, after all, we're both adults."
I couldn't help but pull out a mirror from my bag and couldn't help but see myself in the mirror, my lips were red and swollen, my hair was a little messy, and the hickeys on my neck that weren't covered up much were even more visible at this point.
I didn't care to think about it, I rushed to the base bathroom to deal with my grooming.
Linda followed me with a smile on her face, "Actually, you don't have to be shy, it's just a little something between men and women, no need to be embarrassed!"
She stared angrily at Linda, and her voice was extra sharp, "Who is Miss Linda talking about? This is their own can be dog fighting?"
Linda has never been a soft touch, she will never move her mouth if she can, she raised her hand and pushed it towards Sheila, "Who are you calling a dog?"
Sheila returned it with a backhand and yelled, "Whoever fucking answers is a dog!"
So, at the bathroom door, the two women grabbed each other's hair and started cursing at each other.
I did not react, until the two people screaming, hissing sound increasing, I reacted to pull the time, the pressure can not squeeze in.
See Linda was Sheila pinned to the ground, pulling hair and cursing and big, I was impulsive, did not want to think about grabbing Sheila's long hair pulled over, and then no rule of thumb with her hands in her body scratched.
She is not a vegetarian, hands and feet, and kicked, and hit and cursed.
The woman's mouth profanity, either cursing parents or cursing themselves, so any swear words out.
I don't know how to curse, I can only say, "Sheila, you green tea!"
From memory, Jannings seems to have analyzed Sheila's daily green tea behavior.
So no matter how many times Sheila cursed my ancestors, I still just said, "Sheila, you green tea!"
So much so that Linda couldn't stand it anymore and she called me out, "Clara, you stupid bitch!"
I don't know how I managed to hold back my laughter, but it was that one line back and forth anyway.
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