“Ashton, don’t be impulsive.” Evelyn went all the way to the backyard, watching Ashton holding a shovel to fight apricot, and hurriedly hugged him to hug him.
“Smelly girl.” Ashton did not break away from Evelyn, but pointed to the anxious anger of Apricot. “Do you want men to be crazy every day? Look at the wall of the people, do you want to shame?”
“Don’t face?” Apricot was kneeling on the wall, with one hand on her h!ps, and she looked very disdainful. “The old lady is no longer a face, nor does she have to do this with men during the day.”
Knowing that Ashton was stopped by Evelyn, she was not afraid. A pair of eyes stared at Ashton provocatively. When she saw his injured face, he first gloated, and then his eyes were attracted by his strong and muscular chest. Slow. Slowly moving down, he only wore a shorts head and a pair of strong and powerful long legs.
Apricot bites her lip slightly, and feels that her eyes are stabbed. It is set at the crotch where he bulges, and he can’t move it.
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