Stealing a cell phone
All night long, Aurora was not able to sleep soundly, but Cyril, as if he wanted to vent his anger in his heart, regardless of her resistance, let her cry or shout without a trace of meaning to let her go.
Until finally, she simply served the person under her while cursing, but this cursing in the eyes of the man became a slutty seduction. The more aggressive she cursed, the more reckless the man.
The morning light was bright, she woke up early while Cyril was still asleep. Seeing the man's handsome face as she opened eyes, even in the sleep, the man still had a cold face, frowning tightly.
She cursed in her heart.
Every day with a long face, as if who owes him several hundred million.
Looking at it, she couldn't help but use her index finger to press on the man's brow, gently rubbing away the tightly furrowed brow as she sighed in a low voice, "This is better."