Mr. Right, Spoil Me

"What happened? You look upset. Who offended you?"

As she looked sullen from the time she came in with only a few words, Ernest wondered what was wrong.

"Hey, do I look immature? I am almost 22, and I have graduated for a year. It's so strange ..."

Anne signed. Just now, right at the corner of the stairs, a group of students flirted with her. From their uniforms, she knew they were high school student. One of them even asked where her school was. Come on! She was a grown-up!

"What did you say?"

Anne told him briefly what had happened.

"Who?" Ernest asked in a threatening tone.

"Um, well, it's OK. They are gone. Just some boys."

"See, I told you..."

Eric seemed pleased with his argument.

"What did you say just now?" Anne remembered she had interrupted them when she came in.

"I said..."

He was excited, but as he saw Ernest's murder-like eyes, he gave up. "I didn't say anything. Nothing."

But that deliberate look clearly told that he did say something!

"Don't lie to me. Just tell me."

Eric signed at Ernest with his eyes.

Anne spread her hands, embracing her love tighter, and replied to Eric, "Alright, go ahead. I'll take care of you."

Eric burst into laughter. "Anne, I said ..."

After he finished the whole story, Ernest blushed, and then his face looked dark!

He looked at Eric as if he would kill the latter by cutting him in pieces!

"Hahahahaha!"

Anne laughed wildly, and said to her man, "Ernest, you and Andrew are like sworn brothers. But did you two men do that when you were in that room ..."

Anne indulged herself in the fantasy of men's love. For a moment, she even felt herself cruel to separate Ernest and Andrew. The two were about the same in their charm. So who was the active side and who was the passive side? A series of questions popped up in her brain.

"What are you thinking about?"

Ernest kicked Eric heavily, feeling a little uneasy as he saw his girl so excited.

"But you both were aroused by the porn, right? How did you deal with it?"

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Ernest wrapped around her head with his big palms, lowering his voice, "Do you want me to show you the scene, Huh?"

Anne rushed to shift her eyes away, to Eric. Oh, no!

Ernest knew exactly what she intended to do. He used more strength, held her head tighter to keep her eyes fixed on his, and said, "I am completely straight. You forget how I satisfy you every night?"

Anne held him, moved slowly, and said, "Ah, I'm just kidding. You are so straight to melt my heart. Alright?"

Eric didn't want to say anything but a "Yuck"!

"By the way, Emily hasn't come to make waves, right?"

""No, she's been silent."

"That's good. At this time, she must not make any trouble. Sarah is illin hospital now. She cannot be

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irritated. I have told Andrew not to let Sarah meet the troublemaker!"

"What did Emily do? Why do you all dislike her?"

Eric wondered as he picked up a bottle of beer to decap another.

One of the bottle was taken by Anne, and the other one left was swiftly taken by Ernest, leaving him bewildered.

"Alright, my bad. I'll open another."

Now that he lost the two bottles, he could only grab another.

"Darling, here's to our determined and time-tested love! Oh, and here's to our united determination against the mistress!"

The couple toasted each other with the two bottles.

Eric got nothing to say.

"Eric, do you know why you're still single? Because you have no idea of fuckgirl. No wonder you're single!"

Anne still remembered she didn't like Emily the first time when they met. She wondered why Emily tried to make waves when clearly Sarah was Andrew's wife.

Now it seemed that Emily was behind every weird thing.

"She's just a woman. What can she do? She was not bad, right? Why do you feel distaste for her?"

It sounded as if Ernest was judged.

"I don't like her. So what? Ernest always listens to me. You're single. Then why don't you be with her?"

Anger was triggered in Anne.

Eric choked with fear, and the tequila poured over him.

"I told you not to pester my woman. Got it?" Ernest warned him.

So once again, the couple prevailed.

Anne continued, "The only way she'll no longer be disgusting is for her to get married with a guy, leaving

Andrew alone. It's she that drives et

Sarah so painful. That bitch always plays pure and innocent, but manipulates everything evil deed behind the scenes. Why can't men see it? Are you blind?"

Words failed Ernest and Eric.

"Baby, come and drink this."

Ernest pulled her back, clinked his glass against hers, trying to calm her down.

"Whatever. It's good that she's not making trouble. I'm just worried about Sarah."

Sarah was never an imposing person. She was always a gentle sheep that could be easily taken advantage of.

Now Anne was her closest friend. Sure enough, Anne would do anything to defend her.

"You and Sarah are really intimate, like real sisters." Hearing Eric's joking comment, Ernest looked at his woman with uneasy eyes. Anne slightly frowned, took a sip, and said, "I and Sarah are like Ernest and Andrew. Since men can watch porn together, why not ladies?

She let her gaze wander as she said.

The two drunk men got frozen with shock, "What did you say? You and Sarah watched porn?"

Calm and collected, Anne drank a glass of wine and said, "Nothing special. Just movies. Fifty Shades of Grey, uh... and Fifty Shades Darker."

"Holy shit! Ernest, prepare yourself to be dumped. Anne saw other men naked. Damn!" Eric tried to stir up troubles, as if he wanted the two to break up.

"No, no! I didn't! How could that appear in the movie?" Anne explained herself, with a guilty face full of shame and vexation.

"Anne, you said that Sarah also saw that, right? I'll tell Andrew, hahahaha ..."

At this moment, Ernest showed a sullen face, and threatened, "Go home, right now."

"Oh, Ernest, let me explain! Baby, darling, dad! I've called you dad. Spare me, OK?"

The little woman was carried home! It turned out that Eric was the one who laughed last.