Harry Ross hurriedly covered his eyes, "Ahh, don't look, don't look!"
Yet he couldn't resist peeking through his fingers.
Ivy River closed her eyes and directly threw Edwin Blake to the ground.
"Don't create a drunken mess in my house, get back to yours."
Edwin Blake was losing control, his whole body was burning, and he had only one thought: getting close to Ivy River!
From his current angle, he could see Ivy's perfect swan-like neck.
With the teardrop mole, she seemed especially captivating.
Even wearing pajamas, she was full of allure.
Ivy looked at the flushed man in front of her and asked, "Where was he messing around?"
"Madam, the boss had dinner with Miss Sutton tonight. What exactly happened, I, I don't know, I only know he suddenly asked me to pick him up half an hour ago, and now he's like this..."
Harry didn't dare hide anything and explained everything honestly.
Ivy curiously asked, "Did he make any moves on you in the car?"
