Webfic
더 많은 컨텐츠를 읽으려면 웹픽 앱을 여세요.

Chapter 117 You're Questioning Me?

Joseph picked up the clothes on the ground to cover his chest and asked with wide eyes, "What are you doing here?" Cordelia, infuriated, jumped off the bed. How dare he question her first? "This is my room. You barged in here and now you're questioning me?" "Nonsense! This is clearly mine..." Joseph glanced around and suddenly realized the decor of this room was different from that of his bedroom. Upon realizing his mistake, Joseph showed no hint of apology. "It's your fault for not locking the door when you sleep." "Why should I lock the door when I'm sleeping in my own house? You're full of excuses. Get out!" Cordelia grabbed a pillow and hurled it at Joseph, followed by a shoe. Joseph's clothes, still unfastened, fell to the ground before he could put them on. He quickly freed his hands to dodge. Suddenly, the door was pushed open, revealing the tall figure of Benedict standing in the doorway, his gaze icy as he surveyed the scene. "Uncle Benedict, let me explain. I just came

링크를 복사하려면 클릭하세요

더 많은 재미있는 컨텐츠를 보려면 웹픽을 다운받으세요.

카메라로 스캔하거나 링크를 복사하여 모바일 브라우저에서 여세요.

© Webfic, 판권 소유

DIANZHONG TECHNOLOGY SINGAPORE PTE. LTD.