Hearing that, Grace slapped him on his back and cursed, "What a nerve! Lecher!"
Andrew knew the meaning of "what a nerve." However, he didn't know what" lecher” meant. "What does lecher mean?" Andrew asked.
"Eh...It's a kind of food. It’s delicious." Grace added mischievously, "There's an
Estainese restaurant. You can buy one."
Andrew fell for it and walked towards the restaurant. Grace stood aside and was
ready to see him make a fool of himself. After a while, inevitably, the owner of the restaurant drove Andrew out angrily, blushing.
As a model, Andrew was tall and burly, and the owner was no match for him. He stared at the owner with his enchanting eyes and asked seriously, "Lecher... Please give me one lecher. Why not sell it to me?"
Grace was killing herself laughing. His voice wasn't loud, but Grace could hear it. She could not believe he had believed her crap!
When Andrew turned around to see her shaking with laughter, he suddenly understood what it meant!
Instead of getting angry, he stared at her gently. She was pretty, and her smile was sweet. But there seemed to be an indelible sadness in her eyes.
She was like an ambivalent synthesis. She was sometimes as quiet as a rabbit, sometimes as charming as a fox. Also, she was pure, hot, and melancholy.
Grace was really attractive, especially to men!
In Santabaca.
Charlie replied, "I'll call you then."
Bella's heart still beat madly after she hung up the phone.
She couldn't believe that she really spit it out.
Only then did she panic for fear that he would be angry!
Then she looked forward to her birthday. The next day she wore a new dress and makeup to work.
Her colleagues all teased her, "You're looking lovely today, Bella. If I guess correctly, you're going on a date with your boyfriend, right?"
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