Chapter 85

Samantha had been prepared for a long time, but he still did not escape. The hat was lifted, Peter lowered his eyes, only to see a fluffy back of his head. Samantha knew that his strength was not enough to compete with Peter, so he tactfully leaned into his arms and refused to come out again like an ostrich. "...How long can Lian down?" Peter asked indifferently. Of course, he wasn't going to let her answer, so he hugged her soft body even tighter, and looked at Charles with a pair of sharp cold eyes, "What secrets does she have that I can't let me see?" "I don't know either, young master. If there must be a secret, maybe her face is hurt, otherwise what would she do to cover her face?" Charles made a bold assumption and carefully verified, "And she has refused to show her face these few days, so... you put her Pull it open and take a look, if you are really injured, you will be healed, don't delay." "Face hurt?" Peter's mind jumped out of that slap again, a