Chapter 87

Looking at the woman's cute face, Waylon Gray became more interested.

He slowly stepped forward and narrowed the distance between them, leaning over in her ear and whispering, "Since you do know what I want to do, why don't I show you?"

When Waylon Gray said this, it was too sexy and tempting.

She hurriedly asked for mercy, "Stop this thought at once."

"Who is arguing with you?" Waylon Gray smiled innocently, and put his big hand on her waist, and wandered back and forth.

Alena Wright became stiff, and every pore on her body was signaling for danger.

She put her hands on her chest, pushed him a little, and chuckled, "Well, I've been out for a long time, so Darcy should be worried if I don't go back."

Having said that, she suddenly thought of something, and hurriedly added, "By the way, Darcy still doesn't know about you and me. Don't miss it."

"Why?" Waylon Gray squinted, displeased, and asked. This was the second time