"My man is still the best-looking one." Sophie Wilson finally took enough photos, looked up happily, and couldn't hide her silly smile.
"Hey..." As soon as Sophie looked up, she was startled by what she saw, "Why are you sweating so much?"
When he was fighting with so many people just now, he didn't seem to sweat much. But now, why is he sweating so much?
Charles Seymour closed his eyes, really wishing he could just bite this naughty little thing.
Why was he sweating so much, didn't she know?
"I'll go take a shower first." After saying that, Charles turned and strode into the bathroom.
Sophie blinked twice, then came to her senses, directly laughing on the bed, covering her face with a pillow, chuckling quietly.
She didn't dare to laugh out loud, afraid of provoking someone.
Oh, her Mr. Seymour is so handsome, but he only has her in his heart, what a wonderful feeling.
