Chapter 129 Don't Cross The Line

"Yes, they left."

Jared asked frowning, "Why do they stop following us?"

"It's none of our business. If only he doesn't follow us anymore. Harold, try this. It's delicious," Wendy pointed at the salad in front of her.

"Okay." Harold nodded.

After dinner, they intended to go back to their room and have a rest before going to the underground racing venue. Instead of going back to her own room, Wendy followed behind Harold.

Harold stopped at the door and turned around to look at her. "What's up?"

"Let me continue to massage your shoulders." Wendy stretched out her hands.

Harold touched her head and said, "No, thanks. I'm fine. Go back to your room and have a good rest."

"I've rested enough for a whole day." Thinking that she had slept against his shoulder all the way and probably he didn't get a good rest, she had to say, "well, forget it. Harold, you need to have a good rest. I'm going back to my room. "

Wendy waved at Harold, opened the door and went inside her

d his body and looked at her with a smile.

Wendy wanted to move aside. Sherwood reached out another hand and pressed the door. He said jokingly, "Are you even unwilling to talk to me?"

"If you can sit well, I will be happy to talk to you." Wendy looked at him seriously.

"Isn't it good to talk in this way?" Sherwood leaned over and slowly approached Wendy.

But Wendy didn't bother to talk to him and was about to punch him on the face.

Sherwood didn't expect that, he quickly turned his head to one side and avoided the punch. A sudden chill swept over him. Sherwood quickly moved backward and dodged Wendy's kick between his thighs.

"TSK, TSK. Don't you think you are too cruel, as a girl? What if you hurt it? " Sherwood said, raising his eyebrows.

Looking at the clock on the wall, Wendy asked directly, "What's up? You can say it directly. Harold is waiting for me outside."

She was reminding Sherwood not to forget that Harold was still there and not to cross the line.