Timothy Greene said angrily: "Li always asks casually, but it is not casual at all. Is Li always distrustful of Mrs. Li?"
Benson Leach: "... no, I did, just asking."
Timothy Greene beca more and more angry: "Shouldn’t Li always ask Mrs. Li about this kind of question?"
"Just because of your distrust, you co to and ask for answers. What answers do you want?"
"Mrs. Li knows, what will happen to you?"
Benson Leach frowned deeply: ...
It’s wine that makes ask, otherwise who will co!
Benson Leach’s face was calm and his voice was calm. "Mr. Gu only needs to tell the answer."
Timothy Greene sneered, and then said: "Like, not a little like, if there is no Li Zong, she likes the person will be , this answer, Mr. Li satisfied?"
Benson Leach’s handso face, visible cold down, a pair of eyes, also gloomy staring at Timothy Greene.
Timothy Greene also looked up at Benson Leach coldly.
Two people’s aura, suddenly tense up, silent smoke, has been in the eyes of two people, fighting up.
After a long ti, Benson Leach smiled: "Is Mr. Gu comforting himself by saying this? Wine and wine will definitely not answer you like this. She will only say that she has never liked you and doesn’t like it at all. Even without my Benson Leach, she won’t like you."
Timothy Greene sniffed coldly: "Li always really knows her."
Benson Leach put his hands in his pockets: "It is understanding and trust."
Timothy Greene: "Since I trust, why do you ask ? It took so much trouble to talk about cooperation and ask again. She knows, how can she be sad?"
Benson Leach: "Because wine asked to ask."
Timothy Greene suddenly looked up at him.
Benson Leach was very upset: "When I heard her say it, I casually asked her if she had ever liked you, and then she got angry and let ask you."
"If I don’t ask the correct answer, I will always sleep in the guest room and live alone. I can’t help but ask you."
Benson Leach looked up at Timothy Greene. "Now there is an answer. I don’t have to live alone."
Timothy Greene looked at Benson Leach in consternation, but he turned out to be such a face in private.
Clearly on the surface of Benson Leach, so cold and proud, so expensive, let a person look at all dare not presumptuous in front of him.
But now Benson Leach, talking about Juliana Lewis shutting him out, letting him sleep in the living room and living alone, is too like a purdah bitch.
This really refreshed Timothy Greene’s impression of Benson Leach.
Benson Leach wants the answer: "I have got the answer. I want to go ho. The wine is strictly controlled. I must be ho at eleven o’clock at the latest."
The image of his henpecked wife was vividly revealed.
Timothy Greene couldn’t help shouting at him: "Mr. Li."
Benson Leach put his hands in his pockets, and people were cold and proud again: "Mr. Gu, what else is there?"
Timothy Greene asked him, "Do you know anything about Juliana Lewis before?"
The question was obscure, but Benson Leach knew what he was asking, so he nodded. "Well, I was the first to know."
Timothy Greene: "Then you know how much I like her and how important she is to ."
Benson Leach frowned and nodded softly. "Yes, but I don’t like wine at all as much as you. The point is that she likes , too. I won this point."
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