Sleep On The Floor

Eunice was secretly complaining about whether that woman wanted to be friends with benefits with him in her heart. Dickson looked at Eunice, who had lowered her head in silence, and said to the beautiful girl in bikini, "Sure, why not!" Then, they exchanged contact numbers. For the rest of the time during the dinner, Eunice didn't say a word. She didn't even bother to look at Dickson. Dickson figured that she must have gotten jealous, and he felt a little pleased. "Handsome guy, bye-bye!" The beauty at the side stood up and gave Dickson a flying kiss before she left. Dickson put down the cutlery in hand and leaned back against the chair. He looked at Eunice and said with a faint smile, "What's wrong with you? Why did you stop talking all of a sudden? I'm not so used to your seriousness." Eunice was even more upset. She hadn't spoken for a long time, and Dickson didn't give her any response. He only spoke to her as soon as the woman left. What did that mean? Was it because he was worrie