"No! Nothing! Wendy pinched me just now," Sally hurriedly picked up Wendy, who was lying on the children's chair beside her, and let the girl take the blame.
"This little rascal, really," Zaiden did not doubt her, picked up the red wine, and clinked it with Sally, saying, "Wife, I make money for you and Wendy. As long as you like it, I am willing to spend any amount of money, no matter how much it is. I don't think it is expensive!"
"Husband... you... uh-huh!~~~" Sally's originally touching and guilty words were once again interrupted by a sudden numbness. Sally groaned in discomfort, her body trembling slightly.
Because of nervousness and fear, Sally's face suddenly turned red.
Under the dining table, Harry was secretly lying beside Sally's jade legs, stealthily stretching out his dirty hands and caressing Sally's delicate jade feet with enjoyment.
The snow-white and crystal-clear jade feet were exquisitely translucent, smooth, and delicate like a baby's skin.
