After returning to Suyuan, Gwen Lucas sat on the sofa, took out the medicine box, disinfected his red and swollen area and applied ointment by the way.
While painting, he said bitterly: “Next time you encounter such a situation, just wipe it again. Don’t always wipe it back and forth. You really think your hands are made of plastic or stainless steel, so delicate skin and tender meat. Yes, how can you bear your tossing?”
Although he is a big man, he has to admit that the guarantee of his hands is better than ordinary women, and there is no trace of time at all. In this way, it seems that he is really jealous.
Can’t help but have a good skin, but it also contains all the beautiful existence in the world. Fortunately, she is a woman. Fortunately, the person he likes is her, otherwise he would feel jealous even thinking about it.
People like him were born to make everyone jealous.
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