"Miss Louise?" Seeing her nod, I drank the remaining half glass of beer. "Thank you very much for your hospitality."
She raised the cup and took a small taste. Even this small gesture was a combination of elegance and elf.
"You don't have to sound so unfamiliar," she smiled slightly. This was the first sentence I heard her say. Her voice was a little deep, as if it had a little echo of the valley, "Just call me Louise, lovely Allen."
This is definitely a stunner, especially when she looks at you intently, that look can make most men intoxicated.
"Louis," I didn't refuse. It would be good for me to have a closer relationship. "It's an honor for me to be appreciated by this beautiful young lady."
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