6

After returning to the room, Vivian Williams went to look for her battle robe.

Every time she made me angry, she would put on a maid outfit, put on a fox tail, kneel in front of me, and call me "Master" in a low voice.

Perhaps it’s because the life of marrying into the wife’s family is too depressing, this contrast always makes me feel inexplicably satisfied.

Even at this moment, a hint of excitement surges in my heart.

It's really irresistible, Vivian Williams' beauty and figure are too tempting, and she is very good at teasing men.

The only person I've ever seen in this world who can rival Vivian Williams is Sophia.

"Master, please don't be angry anymore, okay?" Vivian Williams changed into a maid outfit, knelt in front of me as usual, and gently stroked my legs with her cheeks, "Master, are you very angry now?"

I took a deep breath and decided to let my mind follow the honesty of my body.

More than two hours later, I leaned against the bed and smoked, while Vivian Williams snuggled in my arms like mud, "Master, are you still angry?"