Contract With The Devil: Perfect Lover

"It's so noisy." Quincy walked out of the bathroom with a bath towel in his hand, drying his body.

Of course, he didn't wear anything.

Wanda covered her eyes and shouted, "you freak! Why don't you wear clothes?"

"You're a freak really. Do you wear clothes when you take a shower?"

Quincy sat down beside Wanda and threw the bath towel on her.

Wanda pulled the towel down, turned around and stared at him. Then she saw his naked body, especially the important part of his body. She covered her eyes with the bath towel and whined, "Quincy, I I Let me ask you, what did you do to me last night?"

"No, you should ask me this question. 'Quincy, what did I do to you last night?'"

Wanda was stunned. She looked up at him and even ignored his naked body.

Without any expression in his eyes, Quincy just looked at her, as if waiting for her to give him an explanation.

Wanda opened her mouth, but couldn't make a sound. Was it not a dream la

ss to cover the dense kiss marks. Then she went downstairs. Several servants surrounded her downstairs, whispering and laughing from time to time. As soon as they saw her go downstairs, they immediately stopped talking.

Wanda's face flushed immediately. Did she make too much noise last night that even the servants downstairs heard it?

'oh my God! My image is ruined!'.

"Madam, I have put the breakfast on the table for you."

"No Well, I'm going to be late, so I skip it." With her head down, Wanda rushed out as if she was chased by a ghost.

Wanda was so regretful that she almost vomited blood. She couldn't drink anymore for the rest of her life. She could ignore the servants at home, but she couldn't. There was still a year left before she leave the house. Besides, the servants at home all knew the agreement between her and Quincy, so she didn't know how they would gossip about her behind her back She was too ashamed to see anyone.