Evan held Avery's full breasts. This woman was always bullying him, and he would never get her.

His hand was pressed against her chest. Robert and bodyguards were behind Evan.

Evan shouted at once, "Turn all around!"

When Avery saw all the people and horses turning backward, she changed her posture and sat face to face with him.

This posture was both stimulating and erotic.

The woman's white hands climbed up his neck, and she laughed. She didn't look like a child's mother, but a demon.

Evan used his index finger to hook her chin and habitually leaned down to kiss her. He whipped the horse, which ran away fast.

Without the boss's orders, Robert and his bodyguards could only stay where they were.

When the horseshoes disappeared into the woods, they turned their heads and walked slowly back.

With Robert there, the bodyguards dared not speak. The scene was indeed a great test for them.

Robert seemed to feel something, looking back at them. They turned obedient immediately and stopped thinking about it.

When Robert returned to the presidential palace, he found that Mr. Howel's horse had been led by guards to the lawn to be cleaned and fed.

Mr. Howel and Mrs. Howel were gone.

When Robert returned, Sarah stopped him. He could only look up at the stairs, where there were clothes all the way.

Suddenly a comfortable muffled hum was heard. As the door was closed, their groans still could be heard downstairs?

Robert coughed awkwardly. He didn't know that the situation in the house was like this.

Evan was naked, lying on the bed. Avery was sitting next to him, massaging his shoulders. When Evan felt comfortable, he groaned.

It's the first time that Avery gave him a massage. Evan felt unspeakably comfortable.

Seeing that Evan enjoyed the massage, Avery smiled, "Master, please give me a thumb up if you are satisfied."

It was rare to see her playful joke. Evan suddenly grabbed her wrist and pulled her to himself.

Her body was attached to his back, and her face was forced to lean against his back. Her nose was full of the musky smell of the man.

Avery could not bear the smell of other women on his clothes, and she pushed him into the bathroom to take a bath.

She sniffed hard. The smell was gone, and there was only a faint fragrance of shower gel left, which made her feel much more comfortable.

Evan put his head side on the pillow and asked, "Will you be sad if you see I have meals and go to cinemas with Maeve?"

"Can you persuade her to take me?" Although Avery refused to admit it, she would certainly be uncomfortable. She knew this request was very unreasonable and used her chin to rub against his back, "Will you take me?"

Evan said with an evil intention, "No."

Avery took a bite of the muscles of his back. His body shape was really impeccably perfect.

Avery turned angry deliberately. She was lying on the man, "You think I have nothing to do if you don't take me?"

"What do you want to do?"

"Do what I can do for you." Avery was proud that she had aroused his interest.

Evan was satisfied because the woman still remembered her promise, and he turned over to press on her body, "Do you need me to give you a massage?"

"Well, it depends on your performance, and I'll work for you by the service level." When Evan massaged her shoulders, she kept retracting her shoulders.

"By service level?"

"Yes, I'll pour you some bubbly scented tea if you have a low level."

This woman was picky.

"What if I have a high level?"

Avery thought about it very seriously. She had the answer in her heart. Of course, he deserved the best, but Avery still tantalized him, "Wait."

Then she took the phone and typed a few lines in the search bar: romantic things for a boyfriend.

The results turned out: 100 romantic things for a boyfriend.

She handed the phone to him, "If you have a high level, you'll have options. You can choose one from the list. Aren't these options romantic?"

Boyfriend? Was he only a boyfriend?

Evan darkened his face. This woman searched it on the Internet directly without sincerity at all. He looked at the list on the screen: wearing lover's clothes, hand in hand walking together, cooking together, and washing feet.

Didn't she know what he wanted most?

Evan said with anger, "I want all on the list."

Avery smiled, "This is not an easy request."

With that, Evan reached for her.

"Evan, gently. It's itchy. Stop! All right, I promise you!"

Avery had no way, but promised, "I promise you. I'll do the 100 romantic things for you."

Evan was very satisfied with the result and held her into his arms, "You know what I want you to do for me most?"

Evan squinted slightly, "Do you want me to fuck you?"

"No!" Avery immediately denied, "I just said so according to your preferences."

He liked to press her to fuck her, which lasted a long time every time.

"A woman without conscience!"

"Why would you say that?"

"You don't know what I want most! You don't have a conscience." He wanted her the most, but he wanted...

Avery pretended that she didn't understand his words deliberately and took her mobile phone back, "OK, I'll think about it again. You didn't sleep all night. Would you like to sleep for a while?"

She rested on his right arm, plucking his hair.

Evan was sleepy. He did not refuse her advice but held her more tightly.

"Sleep with me!"

In order to let him sleep at ease, Avery also closed her eyes. Because of that python last night, she was sleepy too.

Someone knocked at the door, "Princess, Miss. Black comes to invite you to dinner in person!"

Avery woke up first. What did she hear?

In-person? It's not that easy.

"Where is she?"

"She is on the way."

Suddenly there was a feeling they were about to be caught.

Avery tried to sit up, but she was held tightly.

"Evan! Get up! Maeve is coming."

She pushed him hard, but there was no response at all.

"Evan?" She was still in his arms, and he didn't respond.

Then, through the open window, the voice downstairs could be heard clearly, and Avery heard a sound of footsteps coming towards them.