A Wedding That's Too Complicated
60.At the party
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Geck, tok, tok!
There's a knock on the door.
"Lake in!" George Smith said lightly.
Miss Crawford pushed the entrance, just in time to see her pick up the blanket on the side, gently covering Emily Aitken's body, and making a pause.
Once he graduated from college, he entered
CNB and followed George Smith for five years.
He had seen George Smith in all sorts of appearances, including a calm appearance, waving his fingers in the mountains and mountains of the mall, as well as appearances
grinning, fighting hard according to reason,
and defeat the line of defense.
But only this kind of caution, though,
with a gentle look in his eyes.
He's never seen her before.
"What's the problem?" As George Smith stood up, his expression returning to normal, he glanced at Miss Crawford who was standing at the door and asked softly.
"Just now, the Anderson family sent an invitation to someone, saying that Miss Gloria had returned from studying abroad and had a banquet at the Huasheng Hotel."
Miss Crawford adjusted her emotions in an instant,
and said nonchalantly.
"What time?"
"Seven nights."
"Help me prepare a lady's dress."
With years of experience working together between the two, Miss Crawford soon understood what George Smith meant. He turned his gaze and looked at Emily Aitken, who was still asleep, not knowing anything.
"All right..!"
Slightly lowered her head and replied, Miss Crawford moved a little and turned to leave, and by the way, she was secretly brought to the office door.
George Smith just sat quietly beside Emily Aitken, looking at her intently. His eyes were deep and there was a hint of Light in his eyes.
He stretched out his hand and stroked the broken hair between his forehead, bowed and slowly approached, and the sound of his breathing was steady and steady in his ears.
Stroked with his fingertips, down from his forehead, stopped at his chin, looked at him, bluffing. It was imprinted right between his lips, first a faint temptation, and immediately turned into a raging spoils.
Emily Aitken had a nightmare. He seemed to have fallen into the sea. The surrounding area is pitch black and the air is thin, but surrounded by the breath of George Smith.
Suddenly awakened.
He opened his eyes and saw the magnified features of George Smith appear before him.
"What are you doing?!"
Emily Aitken raised her hand and pushed George Smith away, her eyes widened, and subconsciously asked.
Utilizing situation!
"Flower!"
Seeing the people below him suddenly open his eyes, George Smith did not even realize that he had been arrested, but he took it for granted.
Emily Aitken suddenly choked. He can't speak.
George Smith lowered his head, observing the radiance on his lips, his eyes darkened.
"Mr Smith! You need to calm down, it's still broad daylight!"
Emily Aitken felt her hot breath hit her neck, her body soft, her hands clinging to her chest, and she hurriedly said.
George Smith did not feel upset when he heard those words. She lowered her body slightly and approached Emily Aitken's ears, her thin lips opened slightly, and she said every word, "So, you mean, is it okay at night?"
He didn't mean that!
Can he become purer in his mind!
George Smith's laughter was heard in his ears.
He became angry and pushed her away from his body, and then sat to the side.
After a short break, George Smith felt in a good mood and got up and sat behind his desk to deal with work issues.
Emily Aitken bored. He took the remote control and tapped it. A gigantic screen that was almost the size of a wall slowly landed in front of him.
"There's something I have to deal with. I'm afraid you'll get bored. Just look at it." George Smith said lightly without looking up.
Emily Aitken was stunned and her heart felt warm.
As time passed, the night came. Emily Aitken had not eaten much before, and there was a faint cry from Emily Aitken's stomach.
He blushed and looked into George Smith's room, and heaved a sigh of relief when he saw that he did not respond. Secretly cannot say.
Geck, tok, tok!
There's a knock on the door.
"Lake in!"
George Smith responded to the door.
"Mr Smith, everything is ready."
Miss Crawford pushed the entrance, ignored the atmosphere between the two, held the pretty gift box in her hands, stepped forward, placed it on the coffee table, then left.
After he left, George Smith pushed the gift box in front of Emily Aitken, her eyes pointing at him to open it, "Try it!"
Emily Aitken looked at him unwittingly.
"I have a banquet tonight. Without a female escort, I'll have someone prepare a dress for you.
Put that on and go with me. "George Smith explained calmly.
Emily Aitken suddenly understood.
This can be said to be a little use of himself as a lover.
"Are you going to stay here?" Emily Aitken looked around, her eyes stopped on the glass wall, her eyebrows slightly raised.
He had no habit of changing clothes in front of others!
"It's a one-sided glass, you can't see the inside, and there's no one else here. As for me, I've seen what I should or shouldn't see. I've seen it all, so why be embarrassed." George Smith's mouth moved a little, a little close to the word Emily Aitken.
"There's someone here, I'm not used to it, unless Mr. Smith is willing to admit that he's not human!" Emily Aitken knew that if George Smith forcibly asked, she might not be able to resist.
But even so, he had to make use of his verbal superiority.
Snapped up!
George Smith raised his hand and flicked his finger. There was a faint mechanical sound within the room, and then the wall on the left slowly opened to reveal its interior, no less than an office space.
"Lake in!"
Emily Aitken was being disrespectful and walked into the waiting room with the gift box on her arm. He put the box on the side of the bed. After opening it, it was revealed what was inside, a huge red sash strapless dress.
After changing clothes, he did not rush out, but rather stood in front of the mirror and looked at himself from top to bottom.
Red shirts are worn on parts of the body, making the skin whiter, the slender neck has several slits, and fine lines are cut, protruding from the front of the chest, and further accentuating the softness of the waist.
Emily Aitken turned around slowly, her long hair curled up and the hollow design behind her revealed countless beautiful backs.
His eyebrows frowned slightly, he was a little displeased, and only stretched out his hand to remove his hair, let the somewhat curly long hair fall out, and placed it on his back, putting it on his back, its length only blocked the hollow design behind it.
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