Chapter 133 Save Me (1/2)

”It's none of your business.” She glanced around the room to look for a safe place to hide.

There were no other hiding places in the room besides the sofa and the table. She frowned slightly.

The knock on the door became louder, and the voice of the two men came.

”Open the door quickly, or we will break in.”

She became more nervous. She ran to the back of the sofa and squatted down.

”Do you want to hide here?” Moore sneered and looked at the woman who was squatting behind the sofa and trembling. He suddenly felt sorry for her.

”Or what? Where else can I hide? I'll borrow your place for a while. I'll leave right after they leave.” After saying that, she lowered her head and shrank her body.

”Come here. Let me teach you the best way to hide.” As he spoke, he pulled up Euralia and pushed her down on the sofa.

”What are you doing?” She looked at him in a panic and covered her chest with both hands.

At this moment, the door had been kicked open by the two men.

When they ran their eyes over this room, they saw a young lady on the sofa who was pressed by Moore.

His body was so huge that they couldn't see anything except her long snow-white legs.

”Do you really want to interrupt us?” Moore stared at them coldly.

”I'm sorry, sir, we made a mistake just now.”

The two men turned around.

”Remember to close the door for me. Honey, let's continue.” Lowering his head, Moore pretended to be intimate with her.

The door was slammed shut. Lying on the bed, Euralia couldn't help but ask in a low voice.

”Are they far away?”

”Not yet. I heard they are outside.” Moore made a joke intentionally.

He stared at her red face and had the impulse to kiss her. Was this love at first sight?

Having noticed his facial expression, Euralia widened her eyes and questioned him.

”Why are you looking at me like this?”

”You are so cute.” Said Moore directly.

Noticing the ambiguous look in his eyes, Euralia immediately pushed him away.

”Silly you. Don't think that I will thank you for saving me.” She stood up, straightened her clothes and said to him coldly.

”A good man deserves a return.” He sighed purposely.

”I'm not sure if I can save myself now, so I can't repay you. Just be a good man and give me your phone.”

In her own eyes, she was always a grateful person. However, she didn't know why she had an inexplicable sense of familiarity with Moore since she met with him.

She talked to him rudely, as if they had known each other for a long time.

Moore took out his phone and held it up high in the air.

”I can lend you my phone. But shouldn't you thank me first?”