After that slap.

For a long time, Luther and Joyce were in a cold war.

Both calmed down, but also peaceful.

It was on the weekend.

St. Casterman Road, where the best costume jewelry in Khebury was gathered.

In front of a high-end private custom store.

"Why are you here to buy clothes?" Joyce was reluctant.

"There's a banquet tonight and you're going to go dressed like this?" Luther glanced up and down at her, "Dressing like a beggar will lose my face."

She didn't think that she look like a beggar. Obviously she was looking quite good.

"Why should I attend? Our relationship is not supposed to be open to the public either, so in what identity would I go?"

"You think I want to take you there? It was Grandma who insisted."

like Grandma will know if I'm going or not!

you addicted

Forgot it. It was just a dinner party to go on. It was

Khebury's top private custom clothing

Joyce inside

and pick what

tree, turning his back

glass door. Inside was a duplex layout,

you are looking for a bathroom, go out and turn left, and then walk for twenty meters."

ignored her disdain, casually looked the dresses

three, four, five, six. It was just a simple t-shirt, costing

of rich people was really

"Excuse me. Can you help yourself first?We


not something she didn't understand. It was just that she wasn't originally from this world. She stayed here just a few

future, she would have

was none other than Shelly

fitting room, she

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