Chapter 17 Mr. It's human nature that Frost doesn't like me.

Her whole body was soaked, her long hair was dripping with water, and the snow-white soles of her feet without shoes were on the floor, and her ankles were broken straight. The toes are round and white, the nails are trimmed very clean, and they are curled up unconsciously because of nervousness. Robert Frost gave her a meaningful look, closed the computer and sneered, "Husband?"? You're not going to hide your thoughts now, are you? Noticing his gaze, Margaret Henson looked down at herself and noticed that even the outline of her underwear was clearly visible in the light. The original pale face burst red in an instant, like a drop of blood, and rushed back to the bathroom. Not interested in continuing to watch her play hard to get, Robert Frost took the computer and files beside him and got up to leave. The photos in the files floated out and landed slowly on the floor. Before he could pick it up, he heard t