Stefan’s eyes glided from Elena’s topo, início to her naked legs. “You really had nothing else to wear?” he asked doubtful. Elena frowned her eyebrows and pouted. “What’s wrong with this?” she asked, looking at her clothes.
“Nothing” Stefan waved his hand. “It’s fine. You look great, Elena”
“Are you angry with me?” Elena asked careful.
“No, I’m not angry” Stefan said annoyed.
“Yes, you are” Elena said upset. She crossed her arms and pressed the door bell, refusing to look at Stefan.
Stefan walked seguinte to her. “Elena, come on, don’t… be like this, okay? Look,...
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