205. DO YOU LIKE MY GIFT?
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"Miss Victoria!" he jolted when he heard her voice.
He looked like a lover caught red-handed.
Meridiana’s lips ended up wet against his cheek as he turned his head.
If Rousse could blush, he’d be redder than a tomato.
"This… isn’t what it looks like…"
"Oh, really?" Victoria couldn’t help teasing him.
She eyed the woman who had just pulled away. She was cute.
"Should I leave? Do you need some alone time with your girlfriend?"
"She’s not my girlfriend!" he even blurted nervously.
He didn