Juliana Lewis kicked Benson Leach out of the bathroom: "Don't play hooligans, or I'll beat you!"
Benson Leach chuckled and stopped teasing her.
Only he listened to the sound of the shower inside, looked at the glass door of the bathroom, and the faint beautiful figure was enough for him to associate with it.
Juliana Lewis came out from the shower, and his body no longer smelled like shower gel.
Benson Leach also specially went forward to smell it, which was a familiar taste: "This is similar."
Juliana Lewis lost his smile: "You still smell it. You belong to a dog."
Benson Leach looked at the landing wine: "If you like dogs, then I can also belong to dogs, but it is a little German shepherd, a little German shepherd that ate you."
Juliana Lewis didn't make trouble with him: "You should wash it quickly."
Benson Leach smiled and leaned forward again. "Mrs. Li washed it for me?"
Juliana Lewis gently kicked his calf. "Benson Leach, don't look for a beating!"