"Alex Brock?" She called out, but no one inside answered.
Max Andrews knocked twice more.
Still no response.
She had an epiphany that he might have gone out. After all, Greenland was their nominal wedding room. He hated her. Of course, he seldom stayed here.
If she thought well, she would have to wait until tomorrow to talk to him.
She turned around, and with a light "click" behind her, a hand reached out and pulled her in unexpectedly.
There was no light in the room, so Max Andrews got used to the darkness for a while and touched the switch on the wall.
With a bang, the lights came on and Alex Brock was standing very close to her.
He glanced at her chest in a flirtatious tone. "Why, ready to pay with your body?"
Max Andrews lowers his head and warms his face. Just pulled by him like that, the collar of the T-shirt with a round collar hangs down, and the area of the exposed skin is a little bigger.