Chapter two hundred and thirty-three can't fuck off

I don't understand all German at all. The headquarters can look up the dictionary one by one. I told you, you still don't believe it. How many catties and how many taels do you know? "Do you understand? If you understand, then you will come?" His provocation, she angrily handed him the document. He took a faint look and spit out two words, "I don't understand." Aria gritted his teeth. This guy made it clear that he did not know that his German in Grayson was better than English. He could almost be a model writer. Aria gave a cold snort with a disdainful face. "You sleep on the sofa." "Why?" He resisted. "It's very simple, just because this is my home." "You..." Grayson closed his lips tightly, nodded, turned and walked towards the bedroom. Aria thought he had obediently carried the quilt. I didn't expect to come out after entering. At this time, Aria did not have much time to manage those documents. If she doesn't have a bed and a sofa, then she might as well die. Seeing th