Alexander Parker was full of praise: "Cousin is so smart!"
Isabella Weaver stepped forward and grabbed his loose striped hospital gown: "Where is he?"
Alexander Parker reached out to stroke her face: "Cousin is so pretty!"
"What’s his next plan? Tell everything!"
"Cousin, you sll so good~"
"Who died in place of Austin Winters?"
"Cousin, even when you’re angry, you’re different from others. Co a little closer, I want to hear your voice."
Isabella Weaver was half mad with anger. This lunatic was impossible to communicate with!
Cora Ginger’s jaw almost dropped in shock!
This cousin was too biased towards his cousin, automatically adding countless halos and filters to her!
Isabella Weaver pulled out a roll of tape from the drawer and wrapped Alexander Parker round and round.
Alexander Parker was surprised: "Cousin, you like playing like this now?"
Isabella Weaver held his head down, forcing him to lift his chin: "Alexander Parker, if you don’t talk about Austin Winters, I’m going to use torture!"
Alexander Parker was tightly bound, with her fingers hooking his chin and her palm pressed to his forehead, his blood nearly boiled in an instant!
He liked it this way!
Cousin is so cool!
Cousin is so violent!
Alexander Parker licked his lips, his eyes turning bloodshot, his voice hoarse. He spoke with a tone filled with unspeakable restraint and endless lingering: "Cousin, what kind of torture do you want to use? I’m all yours."
"Don’t you like kisses? Grace Watt! Co over and give him a kiss, add so force, he likes violence and gore!"
Grace Watt’s head leaned over, eyeing Alexander Parker’s pretty lip shape: "Should I kiss the lips or the face? Why is his skin so good?"
Cora Ginger jumped anxiously: "Isabella Weaver, why didn’t you pick for such a good benefit!"
Her head also leaned forward: "Let , let ! I can be violent!"
Looking at the heads coming over, Alexander Parker’s boiling blood instantly cooled down; these two heads were too ugly, he couldn’t get excited!
His gaze turned cold and ominous: "Anyone who dares to kiss , I’ll bash her skull!"
Isabella Weaver was full of fighting spirit: "Don’t be afraid of him, he’s a cripple now, and I’ve tied him up. Kiss hard!"
Grace Watt’s mouth moved a bit closer, only five centiters away from Alexander Parker!
"Cousin!"
"Do you have anything else to say?"
"I’m about to puke!"
"Tell all the bad things Austin Winters plans to do, then we won’t kiss you!"
"But I don’t know, how am I supposed to say?"
"Then there’s no choice, today you might lose your virtue!"
Grace Watt’s mouth moved even closer, so close she was already breathing hot air onto Alexander Parker’s face.
Cora Ginger joined the fun too, but before she could get closer, Alexander Parker suddenly "wah!" — he really vomited!
Grace Watt reacted quickly, imdiately pulling Cora Ginger back.
The two of them looked at Alexander Parker in shock, asking in unison: "Are you gay?!"
Truth be told, the two of them weren’t ugly. Grace Watt was more ordinary-looking, but Cora Ginger was a genuine fresh-faced beauty.
To kiss any man wouldn’t possibly cause such a strong physical repulsion!
Unless he doesn’t like won!
They hadn’t even really kissed, had they actually kissed, would he spit blood directly?
Isabella Weaver also hadn’t anticipated such a severe reaction. She irritably pulled out a wet wipe to clean Alexander Parker’s mouth: "Are you doing this on purpose?!"
Alexander Parker looked aggrieved: "Of course not, I told you I was about to puke, you still had them kiss , you deliberately made them disgust ."
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