"Are you all right, Avril An. Abbe was a little embarrassed. It took him quite a long time to admit his
mistakes in his mind. He continued, "I did it on purpose, but I didn't expect that the consequences
would be so serious. The cafe will blame you for what happened, right. I will give you my salary of a
month. "
Avril wrapped up the man's suit and said to him coldly, "master Su, don't mind my business! If you have
finished, please leave. I have a lot of work to do. I'm sorry that I can't keep you company! "
"It's my fault. I should be responsible for it. How about this? Give me your suit jacket. I will take care of
it for you and send it back to that gentleman. "
She said stubbornly, "no, thanks. I can wash the clothes myself!"
"Do you know how much it will cost to deal with the coffee stains on this suit? You only have to work for
a month... "
"That's enough! Master Su, it's none of your business! I'm sorry that I lied to you in the hospital the
other day, but the things you have done to me these days should be enough to make up. I only hope
that from now on, you will never make trouble for me! "
Perhaps Abbe had never been refused by a woman in public like this before. His fair skinned face
immediately flushed red. Before he left, he angrily said, "you are so unreasonable! You deserve it! "
Five seconds later, Abbe ran back again. With a panicked expression on his face, he said to Polly,
"sister in law, please come here. I have something to ask for your help."
He would have something to ask for her help. Did he want her to put in a good word to Avril?
"sister-in-law Bruce is outside. Please don't tell him what happened tonight, or I will be as dead as a
doornail!" Abbe begged in a pitiful voice. "When my brother was abroad, my grandfather handed me
over to Bruce. If he knows what I have done, I'll be done! "
It turned out to be this reason. She felt that she had underestimated Abbe. In fact, if this kind of thing
didn't involve Avril, she would not have the mood to meddle, let alone tell others.
"I won't tell him. But you should also promise me that you will not bully Avril again! "
"sister-in-law, how dare I! Well, sister-in-law, I'm leaving now. Bye! "
Looking at the nervous look on Abbe's face, Polly Han slightly shook his head. No wonder his
grandfather was so strict with him.
When it was time to get off work, Avril was gone. She asked other people in the store and they told her
that she had already done it. She was supposed to ask Bruce to send her back, but now she left alone.
Thinking of what she had suffered today, she couldn't help but feel a little worried.
She took out her phone and called Avril. It was connected soon and Avril's voice sounded normal.
"Dear Polly. I'm sorry. I'm in the bus now. I'm going to call you."
"All right. Go back and have a good rest." Since things had come to this, it was useless to say more.
Instead of waiting for her in the car, Bruce leaned against the car, holding a cigarette between his
fingers. The night wind blew away and the cigarette curled up a strand of smoke.
He gazed at the burning road quietly.
Polly took out her phone to check the date. It was Tomb-Sweeping.
Tonight, something was bothering him. She had been here for five minutes, but he didn't notice. He
took a big drag on his cigarette, and the orange red flame in his dark eyes leaped, adding a touch of
sadness and perplexity to him.
She whispered his name for several times before he came back to his senses. He stubbed out the
cigarette and threw it into a nearby trash can. With a faint smile at the corners of his mouth, he took her
hand and sincerely apologized, "I'm sorry, Dear Polly. I just heard that."
"What, what were you thinking just now?" She didn't want to ask, but somehow she asked.
"Nothing. I just think of an old friend."
A dead friend? The friend who could make him so deranged should not be an ordinary friend.
She couldn't help asking, "is she your girlfriend, or your boyfriend?"
"Woman..." "No, she isn't my girlfriend. I just refer to the gender. Dear Polly, when did you become so
cunning? Your question almost got me wrong. "
"I'm sorry. Just forget it."
He is a smart man. I think he has a deep mind tonight. She felt guilty. She shouldn't have asked this
question. But when he said he had recalled his old friend, she should have said sorry politely and then
changed the topic.
"It doesn't matter. We are a family now. You need to know it sooner or later. "
This man was actually cunning. One minute he didn't want to talk about it, and the next moment it
turned out that she didn't want to listen.
As usual, Bruce gently smiled at her, carefully fastened the safety belt for her, and thoughtfully asked
her where she should go for midnight snack, but she just felt that he was a little absent-minded tonight.
The woman who had passed away must mean a lot to him. Was it his first love, his childhood
sweetheart, or Polly felt that she had been overthinking. He was a gay, and his first female love should
not be related to any other woman, but his childhood playmate was Miss. Jean. In fact, it could be that
the girl was old and maybe she was his elder or teacher.
As soon as she entered the apartment, Bruce trapped her in the corner of the wall, "Dear Polly, I have a
dinner party tomorrow night. Would you like to go with me?"
The moment she heard what Bruce said, she knew that she wouldn't go. But Bruce spoke quickly,
"Dear Polly, this is the first time we have appeared in public."
"Is there anything important?" She wanted to ask, "do I have to go?
As soon as he heard that, the light in his eyes suddenly became hot. With an attractive smile at the
corners of his mouth, he said, "of course there is something urgent. I want everyone in this circle to
know that you belong to me! "
"But I've married you!"
"Do you mean we will hold our wedding ceremony directly?"
"So what?". They got married secretly and no one knew about it except themselves.
"But I have told you that it takes time. You need to give me some time to get used to it." Her voice was
very low.
"It has been a long time since we got married! What's more, I'll just tell them you are my girlfriend
tomorrow. Not that you've married me. "
The two kinds of difference were essentially different, but for her, they were almost the same. No
matter they were going to get married or date, she didn't want anyone to know that she had a
relationship with Bruce.
She wanted to tell him that she had to take it slow. But the man's eyes were full of expectation and
enthusiasm, so she couldn't speak it out.
"Dear Polly." Bruce's body suddenly came close to her. The high temperature of his body made Polly
feel nervous. He suddenly grinned, put out his tongue and licked her lips, as fast as a frog preying.
With eyes wide open, Polly screamed out. She covered the place where he just licked and asked,
"what... What are you doing?"
In a serious tone, Bruce said, "I want to kiss you. That was a prelude."
Was there a prelude to their kiss? He was seducing her, but was called so refined by him.
He grinned, leaned over and forcefully grabbed her body. He lowered his head and licked her pink lips
a few times. One was heavier, the other was longer.
"Dear Polly has told me that everything has to be a step by step. I really wanted to kiss you, but I was
afraid that you wouldn't adapt, so I had to give you a prelude. "
As a girl who had been kissed by him for such a long time, she had no idea how to describe that
feeling. Gradually, this kind of feeling was swallowed by him, and her lips and tongue began to be
numb under his strong attack.
Holding his heavy breath, he whispered in her ear, "Dear Polly, sooner or later we'll do what a couple
should do. But you are still so young, so I will give you some time. To make you accept that, I decided
to start with a kiss. You must let me kiss you before we go to bed every night. "
"Then we have a deal."
Then he lowered his head and pressed the back of her head to kiss her again.
It was not a kiss. It was kisses. And she felt that sometimes a kiss was more intimate than others.
In the end, Bruce entered the bathroom with an unbearable expression on his face. Soon, the water
sound of flowing water reached Polly's ears, and she gradually calmed down.
He was not giving time to her at all. He was giving time to himself. Think about it, even a kiss required a
prelude, which was enough to say that kissing a woman would make him uncomfortable. What would it
feel like to be with a woman?
Was it the same thing as a woman and a man?
She suddenly understood why she agreed to marry him. It turned out that subconsciously she thought
they were both suffering from unrequited love.
They walked into the villa arm in arm. Their appearance immediately attracted countless attention.
Some of them were jealous and some were disdainful.
In order to make her high-profile appearance, she had been dressed from head to toe. Her clothes and
makeup were specially designed by professional designers. At that time, she stood in front of the mirror
for a long time and almost couldn't recognize herself.
Many people came over to greet him, along with which they could see clearly what kind of woman she
was, a woman who was good enough to be standing together with him. She kept smiling all the time.
The muscles on her face were stiff. If it kept going like this, she felt that she would be totally paralyzed.
When there was no one around, he whispered to her, "Dear Polly, don't be nervous. I just want to take
a walk with you, have dinner, and act. Want to laugh when smile, do not want to laugh, on a straight
face to scare people. You are my woman. You can be angry with others. "
'no wonder everyone wants power and money. No wonder so many people are greedy and try
everything to get them. Either way, it would bring lots of benefits if one reached the
summit.
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