Oh ~
That’s fucking awesome!
That’s the best they can feel.
How powerful is it?
Sorry, I don’t understand.
Now, for most people, it is almost like this.
A full face of Meng force at a loss.
provide food for thought
How can society be like this?
Is it sinister or imperfect?
Ask the body!
After a few minutes.
With all those who are interested in crossing the throne of parliament going their separate ways and doing crazy things
At the scene, other participants were also bustling and went back to their homes.
And previously to pull people Farid found Olga again with a big smile and said
"Olga Pavilion, please come with me to the left living room so that I can introduce you to the members of our small group."
"Okay, please lead the way."
walk
Farid took a furtive glance at Olga and followed suit.
Look a little curious low asked
"Is this beautiful lady a friend of Olga Pavilion?"
Be a sincere demon, Olga, and naturally have no intention of hiding. After shrugging his shoulders, he bluntly said.
"It’s not that I don’t have friends, and I don’t need her to be my genus or maid."
Very simple and simple words
But after hearing it,
Farid face look but can’t help but slightly one leng.
He watched Olga walk behind him and didn’t even bother to look at himself. Wan Wan didn’t change her eyes after hearing Olga’s speech. Her body didn’t hide her sense of nobility.
Look left and right, no matter how you look, you can’t see that this is what a maid should feel.
Yes, he still wants to be afraid of each other …
Who do you think this is? He also believes it …
Maid?
This is not appropriate, is it?
But Olga’s plain expression doesn’t look like a lie.
After thinking about it, he still thinks it’s better not to insist on this topic …
Holding the attitude of chatting, Farid changed the subject along the other side’s words.
"No friends? Isn’t that quite lonely? "
"I think it’s better to have a few confidants."
"At least you can have a good person to talk to."
Olga replied casually.
"Maybe, but I don’t need that much."
"I already have a partner who can pour out my thoughts."
If Farid realizes something, he should answer.
"So that’s not bad …"