I turned around to enter the door and slammed it hard, making a loud noise.
After returning to the living room, Sasha saw a smile on my lips, "Natasha, are you all right?"
"I'm fine. If you don't feel bad, just have breakfast. I'm busy."
"Oh... OK.
Winson comes in.
Sasha said, "Brother, "
Without finishing speaking, Winson has gone upstairs like a gust of wind and pushed the door i.
I just washed my hands and sat down. I heard something behind me. I knew it must be Winson.
"Do you really intend to fight with me like this from now on?"
I ignored him and continued.
Winson bent over and pressed my wrist, "Natasha, what do you want?"
"I want you to stay away from me. "
"So, don't you care who I marry in the future?"
"Does it matter to me who you marry?"
"Well, Natasha, since you hate me so much, I, Winson, will never pester you again."
After Winson left, he did not return to live here for several days.