Chapter 80

Monica hugged Tracy and kissed her with tears. When she was tired, she cried and fell asleep.

Tears spent her makeup, some embarrassed, let the goddess return to the world, but the feeling of relief added a smile to her face.

There is no agreed link to give birth to a baby. The wayward goddess kisses her and then kisses her. After lifting her head and sleeping, you can't help her.

Tracy was in a state of tension... So he had to withdraw his troops. It's really a lack of feeling to operate alone.

He took a hot towel and wiped Monica's body with a grudge on his face. His mood was a little complicated. Would he just let it go at such a good opportunity.

Wipe the wine stains on Monica's chest, meditate for a while, and collide back and forth irrationally to sober herself up.

Some bit angrily, with a trace of reluctance to retreat. Maybe, it's not the best time. He prefers each other's cooperation.

Just now, he was pressed. His shoulder hurt a little and touched his wound. Looking down, I saw a row of neat tooth marks on the shoulder, and a row of new ones came out next to it.

The new one was bitten by Monica, and the other row was bitten by Natalie's madman.

Think of the way Natalie bit him. It's funny. She tattooed a letter under her belly.

A capital L, he is different. He tattooed a small n on his right shoulder.

Well, I guess the other party noticed that there was an m on his left shoulder and an N in the middle of his back.

Only mercilessly gave her a cruel mouth, but Tracy didn't spare her. She couldn't sleep for a day.

The m on the left shoulder is not hard to guess. It's Morgan dublaide. As for the middle n, it's different from Natalie's n. guess.

Help Monica clean up and change her into comfortable pajamas. Tracy exits the room.

He rubbed his shoulders and thought that after she woke up, he would not easily spare her.

Rosie and Alice were enjoying delicious food when they suddenly saw Tracy coming out. They were surprised. They couldn't swallow the food in their mouth. They immediately welcomed them with red wine, "boss, you... The wine you want."

She and Alice had a tacit understanding. They didn't bother to come to the door. When they saw that Tracy thought the other party was out to get the wine, they were stunned. Now they were very flustered.

Tracy is not in the mood to drink now. He is still in a state of tension. He waved his hand. "Take it and drink it. Don't give it to me."

It's a long night. It's only afternoon now. The plane can't land until tomorrow morning. It's a little hard.

Passing by Rosie, he lay down on his back on the comfortable sofa, covered his eyes with his hands and sighed.

Rosie's little face blushed and blushed shyly. Er, Heimei's secretary is not black and bright skin after all. Her skin, which is darker than silky chocolate, can still find the change of look on her face.

The reason why she blushed with shame was that something hung on Tracy when she walked past her just now.

The rest of her eyes just swept through Tracy's lower body.

Tracy didn't notice, but Rosie was very sensitive. The boss didn't go in for a long time. It seemed that a good thing didn't come out like this.

With something on his mind and a decanter dressed in red wine, Rosie returned to his seat.

Alice didn't notice her absent-minded appearance. She was all focused on the red wine and whispered, "isn't the boss angry?"

"No."

"That's great. This bottle of wine belongs to us?"

Alice's eyes gleamed, and her little tongue licked her lips unconsciously.

Rosie didn't answer her, but she also heard what Tracy said and couldn't wait to pour herself a glass of red wine.

The crystal clear liquid emits a strong aroma and charming crimson, which makes the little assistant intoxicated.

The wine of the top winery with good vintage is not something she can enjoy at any time. Sure enough, there are many benefits around the young boss.

Shaking the wine glass, crossing her legs, learning from Monica just now and cooperating with her cold temperament, it's really like that.

George took great pains to choose Tracy's life assistant. Although he is usually serious, rigorous, careful and lively.

Life assistant, as the name suggests, should take good care of Tracy's life. Of course, the most important is X life.

Tracy is young and energetic. If he doesn't pay attention, there may be a lot of trouble, so try to control it within the controllable range.

According to Tracy's aesthetic standards, she chose Alice, put her next to Tracy, and naturally signed a special agreement for her.

Without hint, it can be said that he made it clear to the other party. Alice had a spectrum in her heart, so it was inevitable that she was a little nervous when she met for the first time, but she was still very excited in her heart.

George underestimated Tracy's endurance, and Tracy would not focus on his little assistant even if he saw through George's ideas.

"Hey, Rosie, let's drink." the new assistant was still a little slow. He saw something different about Rosie, but he didn't ask. His tongue couldn't help tasting the wine.

Rosie is preoccupied and full of contradictions. The boss needs help now. She seems to help. But she was afraid that the boss would refuse her. She was very upset and inexplicably lost.

Like a string puppet, he mechanically picked up the wine glass and took a gulp to calm his beating heart.

Alice glanced over with a look of contempt and whispered, "what a waste."

She tasted it slowly and happily. Rosie seemed to hear her words and glared at her angrily, "unlike some people, I only know how to enjoy myself rather than care about the boss."

Then he looked at Tracy's sofa, slender and perfect figure, and the sword had not been taken back.

Alice was not stupid. When she heard that, she reacted and asked, "what's the matter with the boss? What's the problem?"

The brow could not help wrinkling. I was angry that I was too slow to enter the state. This reaction was not as fast as Rosie.

Now she should always pay attention to the young and handsome boss who makes women unable to walk.

This is a golden thigh. You have a chance to hold it. You don't feel ashamed at all. There are many women with this idea, and they don't have such good luck as her.

Rosie doesn't want to tell each other, but I'm afraid it's difficult for her to complete the task independently.

Alice's long blond hair, delicate face and white skin made her envy.

The boss likes the type. No matter how reluctant, he still gritted his teeth and said it. After all, the other party is both a competitor and a helper.

"The boss needs our... Help." Rosie blushed and began to compare his hands.

The meaning was obvious, and Alice exclaimed, "so... So big? Shall we go together?"