Please Love Me, Mr. George

Chapter 1197 - Dislike me?

For a second, there was a silent, awkward silence in the room.

My brain jerked and I asked, "Did I come at a bad time?"

Then even the strange man understood what I meant, and raised half an eyebrow with a "forehead".

I was silenced, not good enough to speculate further, waiting for a random person to say something to

save me from the fire.

"This is Olivia's boyfriend." Dennis really does still care about me.

I was relieved, froze for a moment and then felt wrong, didn't the public say that Dennis and Olivia were

the only couple?

Moreover, this man, just from the appearance, younger than Larry, the standard male group face, if the

makeup is drawn thicker, said a girl is not too much, can not see is Olivia like the type.

"What, you've never seen two men at the same time?" Olivia cursed as she walked in, "I just want to

eat from the pot and watch the bowl, you have a problem with that?"

Me, "...... Nope."

Her words are mostly untrustworthy and do not excite me.

Olivia looked me up and down and suddenly and unexpectedly warmed up to me, "Stay for dinner

tonight."

Then looking at the naked man on the couch, he commanded with a commanding tone, "Go to your

room."

The naked man looks at me and then at Dennis, then doggedly catches up with Olivia, and the two of

them walk upstairs with their ears to each other.

Soon, strange sounds came from the stairway, listening to the faces of people. Red. Ears. Red.

Dennis, however, bent over as a matter of course and continued to clean up the mess, turning a deaf

ear to the charming upstairs.

I put my bag down and went over to help him, "Why don't you ask your underlings to do it?"

Dennis buried his head in cleanup and coldly explained in a couch voice, "Toss me so she can feel

better inside."

I was stunned, then I understood what he meant. Olivia now hates Dennis more than me.

Suddenly, I wanted to ask if Dennis had selfishly decided Olivia's fate back then, but after considering

it, I felt I should trust him again.

Hiding what he knew was already a great torture for him, and Dennis couldn't do something that would

set up his best brother's own sister.

But no matter what, there is always a debt to Olivia.

And that includes me.

In this case, Dennis to do, I should also bear half, simply snatched the rag in his hand, "I'll do it, you go

to wash the dishes to be done, I will do it later."

Yet Dennis stood motionless, tilting his head to examine me.

"What are you trying to do now? How can you get a tiger's son without entering a tiger's den?" He

asked carelessly.

Or contempt to describe his attitude at the moment is more apt.

I looked up and his deep eyes were hidden under the shadow of his eyelashes, like the old one that

was so unfathomable.

"You know, what Shirley was thinking when she hit on THE Kennedy family just now?" Dennis added.

"I ......"

He didn't give me a chance to speak, "Tie you up and give Leo whatever he wants."

I was stunned, completely unexpected Shirley said "there is always a way", but is so ruthless means.

So, she gave me a ride for Benjamin's sake, too?

After saying that, he slowly lifted his feet towards the kitchen, "We are not the same people, go back to

where you should be and stay there, I don't have the effort to explain your relationship with Benjamin

for you every time."

Is it a warning, or is it jealousy?

I do feel like a reminder that it looks like Benjamin's heart for me is already known to everyone in the

world, only he himself is still dying, I should take advantage of this.

In that case, there's even less reason for me to go.

When the living room was cleaned up, the dirty clothes were put into the washing machine, and the

floor was mopped inside and out, and I was so tired that I could hardly stand up, the smell of rice came

from the house.

The two people upstairs also smelled the smell and came down, especially the naked man, hungry

tiger pounced on the hand, the result was Dennis a chopstick hit back.

The man "hissed" to attack, but looked up to Dennis that pair of deep eyes, and instantly softened,

playful smile to hide in the bathroom, "Hey, hey, thank you Mr. George, I go wash my hands."

Dennis didn't say anything, and Olivia didn't take sides, so she walked into the basement and brought

up a bottle of foreign wine.

After some fuss, finally all four people were seated, naked man next to Olivia, Dennis sat next to me,

although strange, but the atmosphere is quite harmonious.

The only thing that was not so good was that Olivia was hanging her face from the beginning to the

end, looking at everyone in a bad way.

When the naked man lifted his chopsticks to start, Olivia knocked him back again, "Go, bring two cups."

In less than ten minutes, the naked man was aggrieved, but did not dare to annoy Olivia, so he did as

he was told and stepped on his flip-flops to bring the wine glasses over and set them up in front of her.

Olivia poured both glasses, then capped the bottle and set it aside, picked up a glass and poured it

down hard.

The naked man accompanied a cup, then started impatiently, staring at the food with glowing eyes, and

it seemed that the afternoon exercise was indeed not bad.

Olivia finished drinking, clunked her glass back on the table, gasped heavily, and suddenly raised her

slender eyebrows again and swept a glance at Dennis across the table.

A moment later, opened the lid, poured another glass, handed it to Dennis from the table and lifted his

chin, gesturing for him to drink it, "Hmm?"

Dennis had little reaction.

Olivia's brow tightened, "Dislike me?"

Only then did Dennis take the wine, avoiding where she touched it, and drank it clean in one gulp.

"Hmph." Olivia narrowed her eyes and sneered, then stood up, reached over, snatched the glass away, Còntens bel0ngs to Nô(v)elDr/a/ma.Org

and poured me another cup in the same manner.

Dennis drank, I also have no reason to refuse, holding two or three sips to drink up.

Then turned the cup around and held it in her hand and turned it upside down to show that she was not

fooled.

Hungas wine culture is this, talk business to drink, worship to drink, see people upset more to drink.

Like Dennis said, Olivia won't be comfortable without this wine.

However the wine was drunk, Olivia did not laugh it off as expected, but inexplicably began to laugh,

"huh, huh huh huh, hahahaha ......"

Dennis and I looked confused and didn't understand what she was up to again.

Olivia then picked up the cap of the bottle of foreign wine, and the part embedded in the bottle faced

us, and the subtle little mechanism on it revealed its true form.

No good, it's a trap!

Dennis took the lead in reacting to slap the table and get up, but the moment he got up the drug took

effect, his legs went weak and he immediately fell back into the chair, his head tilted helplessly and lost

consciousness.

I also gradually became blurred in my vision and kept shaking my head to clear my head.

The second before I passed out, I finally realized that everything had been planned from the moment

she left me behind.

Guilt is the best concealed weapon she can use to gain confidence in us.