In the blink of an eye, it was already eleven o'clock at night.
Seeing that it was late, Freya suggested that she go back.
Connor planned to go ho with Freya.
After Connor and Freya left the bar, they entered Freya's rcedes-Benz.
"Where do you plan to go next? Shall I send you ho first?"
Freya took the initiative to sit in the driver's seat and turned to ask Connor softly.
"I ca to Porthampton because of you, and you plan to let go ho alone?" Connor asked with a smile.
"What do you plan to do? Go to a hotel room?" Freya asked back with a smile.
"Go to the hotel?" Connor was stunned. Then, he said helplessly, "We both have our own places. Why do we have to go to a hotel? Why waste that money? Either you bring to your house, or you co with to mine. It's up to you!"
Freya's face flushed red. She instantly understood what Connor ant.
"Have you decided? Are you going to mine or yours?" Connor asked Freya with a smile.
"Then let's go to mine. It has been long since anyone has lived in your house…" Freya said softly after a mont of hesitation.
"Are your parents ho?" Connor asked with a smirk.
Freya turned and glared at Connor. She ignored him and started the car.
Connor was sitting in the front passenger seat nervously. Connor and Freya had been together for a long ti, but they had never gone too far in physical intimacy. Therefore, Connor felt that this was a scarce opportunity.
After all, when a man and a woman were alone, and the two were a couple, even if sothing happened, it was very normal.
As for Freya, she knew what Connor was planning. If she hadn't experienced so many things, Freya would never have agreed to such a thing. After all, Freya was a very traditional woman. She couldn't accept having sex before marriage.
But now that Connor was her fiancé, furthermore, Freya had fallen in love with Connor, she was willing to give her most precious thing to Connor.
However, Freya was also very nervous at the mont. She was tightly gripping the steering wheel.
After so ti, the car finally stopped.
"We're here…" Freya turned to look at Connor and said softly to him.
"We're here?" Connor pushed open the car door and got out to take a quick look at Freya's villa.
This villa was not the one that Freya used to live in. Perhaps because of the Yearwood Family, Freya no longer lived with Sean Phillips and his wife. She lived alone outside.
The villa was about 500 square ters in size. There was a small garden in front of it with so flowers and plants, making it seem fresh and elegant.
However, based on Freya's current status, living in such a villa was considered very low-key. After all, Freya was Connor's girlfriend. It was normal for her to live in the best villa in Porthampton.
"This villa doesn't suit you. Why don't you stay in Royal No. 1? I'm not always in Porthampton so that villa is empty…" Connor turned to look at Freya and suggested softly.
"Ah, I usually live alone. I don't need much space at all. Besides, I'm already used to living here. This place is also very close to my company. I don't want to move..."
Freya rejected him.
"But that place should be safer. After all, it's the best neighborhood in Porthampton…" Connor said after thinking for a mont.
"It's okay. Almost everyone in Porthampton knows that I'm your girlfriend now. Besides, Carlos Lane has been following all this ti, so no one will hurt ," Freya said helplessly.
"But I still think it's a pity that no one lives in my villa…" Connor replied.
"What's there to be regretful about? If you think it's a pity, then sell it. Anyway, I won't stay there. Only country bumpkins will go back to that place to live…" Freya replied with a smirk before dragging Connor into the villa.
A mont later, Connor and Freya entered the villa.
The villa's interior was very cozy, with many pink things. The curtains, sofa, and carpet were all pink. It was obvious that Freya liked pink very much.
"Connor, rest here for a while. I'll go in and change my clothes first…"
Freya was still dressed formally. Now that she was ho, she had to change into sothing more comfortable.
"All right, go ahead!" Connor nodded.
Freya imdiately strode toward the bedroom.
After entering the bedroom, Freya imdiately picked up her pajamas and started changing.
However, when Freya changed into her pajamas and looked at herself in the mirror, she suddenly felt too proactive. After all, the pajamas were very sexy and revealing. If she were alone at ho, there would be no problem. However, Connor was in the living room, and Freya felt it was not appropriate to dress like this.
Hence, after hesitating, Freya changed into a tight black T-shirt and denim shorts. She then stood in front of the mirror and looked at herself carefully.
Freya was satisfied with her outfit against her long and fair legs, slender arms, and pretty face.
A few minutes later, Freya walked out of the bedroom wearing pink slippers.
When Connor saw Freya, his eyes lit up.
Freya's figure was simply the best of the best. It was as if everything was so perfect and beautiful. Connor felt that being able to find such a girlfriend was simply a blessing.
Although Connor had recently seen many beautiful won, no matter how beautiful they were, they were not as attractive as Freya in Connor's eyes.
Perhaps beauty was in the eye of the beholder!
"Why are you looking at like that?"
Freya noticed that Connor seed to be staring at her and asked nervously.
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