Two words popped out of Elizabeth's mouth.

This greasy guy is actually the housekeeper of Elizabeth's house.

Gwen felt a little overwhelmed by her three views. Shouldn't the butler be a guy in a tuxedo, white shirt and black bow tie?

Why is Elizabeth's family, who looks like a producer, a housekeeper?

Who will believe this?

"You talk too much!"

Elizabeth said to the big back with a cold face, and then dragged Gwen inside.

The big-backed butler scratched the back of his head, it seemed that Monk Zhang Er was confused, wondering why his young lady suddenly became unhappy.

Bypassing the guy blocking the door, a two-story European-style villa appeared in front of Gwen.

The concrete pavement forms a circle around the flower beds in front of the villa.

A big red Ferrari was parked at the entrance of the villa.

Dude, this is really rich...

Wait, it looks like she, Gwen, can buy it too.

Forget it, it's better to keep a low profile.

Next to the villa is a private golf course.

What is the situation of Elizabeth's house if such a house can be built in New York, where every inch of land is expensive.

"Where are my parents?"

When she reached the door, Elizabeth turned her head and asked the housekeeper.

"My lord and madam have gone to Versailles, and my lady is going to attend an art exhibition there."

Back to answer.

"Leave without a word again!"

Elizabeth pushed open the door as if venting her anger, and the wooden door made a pitiful sound against the wall.

"Are your parents busy?"

Gwen looked at Elizabeth as if she was used to it.

"Yeah, I'm busy with work and don't have time to take care of me. If I didn't have self-control, I'd be a bad boy right now."

Elizabeth signaled Gwen to put on the slippers that the butler had brought out, with a pair of bunny heads on the upper.

The rabbit ears stick out in the air, and the workmanship is not cheap at first glance.

"Then I should be thankful that you have self-control and let me meet a good Elizabeth."

Gwen put on her slippers and followed Elizabeth into the house.

There are paintings on the walls on either side of the porch.

Gwen didn't know much about these things, but the painting looked beautiful.

"My mother drew these herself."

Elizabeth noticed Gwen's gaze and explained.

"Your mother is a very good artist."

Compliments, Gwen thought, should be universal.

"What's the use of being strong, you're not at home all day...forget it, let's go directly to my room. It's annoying to see this."

Elizabeth took Gwen's hand and walked towards the stairs.

Gwen looked down at the place where the two little hands were clasped.

His hands were obviously a little whiter than Elizabeth's, and his skin was much better.

Europeans and Americans themselves have large skin pores, and Gwen is rare.

And because of being bitten by a spider, even the flexibility has increased a lot,

Gwen could feel Elizabeth's hands trembling a little, wondering what the girl was up to.

"Here, this is my bedroom."

Elizabeth took Gwen to the second floor and opened the door of a room.

What caught Gwen's eyes was a pink world.

Who would have thought that Elizabeth, who had always had a sparse expression and a cold tone, would have such a bedroom.

Pink bedroom walls, pink water bed, pink wardrobe and pink teddy bear.

How many girls with a heart can live in such a house.

"sit."

Elizabeth motioned for Gwen to sit on her bed.

It was also the first time for Gwen to come across this kind of bed. As soon as she sat on it, she felt the waves rising and falling, like sitting on a boat.

Because the inside is liquid, it is a bit too soft.

People with bad backs will definitely not be able to sleep on this kind of bed. For example, the author will definitely suffer from low back pain the next day.

However, when it comes to the comfort of getting up, this thing can be ranked in the forefront.

"You'll probably be disappointed, about my room."

Elizabeth was a little sullen.

"No, it's so beautiful. Most girls dream of having such a bedroom."

Yes, the average girl, she is not.Gwen thought so.

"Yeah, every girl dreams of having such a bedroom, but I don't want to. I just want to decide how to decorate the bedroom. But my mother doesn't take my ideas seriously. This bedroom is all according to her Asked to dress up."

Elizabeth is like a goldfish locked in a fish tank. The decoration of the fish tank is decided by the owner, and has nothing to do with the goldfish.

"Miss, do you need to clean up the guest room for Miss Stacy?"

The big backed head appeared outside Elizabeth's room door. He probably didn't want to disturb the chat between his lady and classmates, or felt that it was not easy for a middle-aged uncle to see Elizabeth, a young girl's boudoir.

"No, Gwen will sleep with me tonight!"

Once again, Elizabeth made decisions for Gwen without her consent.

NO.Chapter 91 The aggressive Elizabeth

"Well, I think it's better for me to sleep in the guest room."

Gwen felt something was wrong.

She has grown up so much in her life, and she has never slept with any girl.

The point is that she is afraid that she can't help but do something.

Although there is no such work, there are still fingers and mouths.

In the life of a man for more than 20 years, even if he has been a woman for more than ten years now, there are still some lingering things.

The most obvious thing is that in summer, Gwen's eyeballs will still gather on the snow-white thighs.

Fortunately, Ben was a girl, and the other girls thought she was comparing her figure.

This is something that girls often do, and there is nothing special about it.

Only Gwen knew what she was looking at.

So now that Elizabeth says to sleep together, how can she agree to such a thing?

In case he did something during this process, he and Elizabeth would not even have to be friends from now on.

"Why, aren't we girlfriends? Is there a problem with girlfriends sleeping together?"

Gwen was speechless at what Elizabeth said.

It is true that many girlfriends in the United States will sleep together and spend the night together talking about some girls' topics by the pillow.

For example, which boy in the next class is handsome or which brand of cosmetics is easy to use.

"Shouldn't we study? Didn't you ask me to sort out what you learned in class today?"

Gwen tried to change the subject.

"That's right, so it's better to sleep together. After sorting out the class knowledge, we will go to rest directly, and we have class tomorrow."

Elizabeth insisted even more.

"I... that's fine."

Girl, you'd better be prepared, my wife is not a vegetarian.Gwen gritted her teeth.

"So, let's take a shower together, and then I'll ask Everson to make dinner, and we'll sort out the knowledge points after dinner."

Elizabeth opened the closet, took out two nightdresses and threw them beside Gwen.

"No, let's do it alone!"

Second Olympic!What an unfolding!Why are you going to take a bath together all of a sudden!

Girl, what time is it!

Why do you have to take a shower before eating? Why are you living so delicately?

Huh?Gwen suddenly felt that it seemed that she was living too rough?

"save time!"

Elizabeth pushed Gwen to the bathroom that came with her bedroom.

Open the door of the bathroom, and a 2-meter by 2-meter bathtub is located in the corner of the bathroom.

"So big? A swimming pool?"

Gwen snapped his tongue, a bathtub in his house is as big as his own bed.

"You can actually swim in it."

Elizabeth looked Gwen up and down. With a height of 1.5 meters, she could indeed flop twice in the pool.

"Wait, you..."

Gwen was powerless to refute Elizabeth's words, and turned to look at the skin care product cabinet on the sink angrily, wanting to see what skin care products were on it, but she glimpsed from the corner of her eye in the mirror, Elizabeth behind her was taking off her clothes.

"what happened?"

Elizabeth took off her shirt and threw it aside into the laundry basket, leaving only a pair of large white rabbits covered by a bra on her upper body.

It was only then that Gwen realized that Elizabeth, who usually wore more neutral clothes, had such a fit body.

Not to mention the six-pack abs on the stomach, the waistcoat line is very conspicuous.

These are definitely not the muscles that are only reflected when you are thin and have no fat, but the muscles that are exercised by exercising the body.

Elizabeth, who has a plan for her life, obviously included fitness in her plan.

"Are you so straightforward..."

Gwen felt like she didn't know where to put her hands.

In her opinion, Elizabeth obviously gets along with herself according to the way of getting along with her girlfriends.

But obviously he couldn't face Elizabeth calmly.

"Is this considered straightforward? Why? Are you shy?"

There was no expression on Elizabeth's face, and Gwen couldn't tell what she meant by what she said.

"I'm shy, I admit it! We don't..."

Gwen felt that she should make it clear to Elizabeth that it was not good to do so.

But she couldn't think of a bad excuse.

But before the second half of the sentence was spoken, Elizabeth interrupted her.

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