Sara grabbed his messy hair, sat on the bed and empty his head for a while, and then got out of bed to wash up.
Freya had already made an appointment with her. At four o'clock in the afternoon, she went to Scarlet's birthday party together and invited all her friends and classmates. There were no elders present, so there was no need to restrain herself.
Along the way, Gemini followed Sara all the way, shaking his head and wagging his tail. He was very obsequious. Sara fed it some dog biscuits and began to prepare the test paper issued by the school. Aunt Dovlin brought her a bowl beer and said, "Miss Martin, eat something."
Sara turned around with a smile and said, "Aunt Dovlin, you can just call me by my name. You don't have to be so polite."
Aunt Dovlin smiled and said, "Okay, from now on, I'll call you 'who Sara is."
Sara nodded and took a bite of the Grass, which was particularly sweet and delicious.
Hank was not at home today and sent Sara out for free. When Freya saw her cousin, she immediately looked like a good girl. It was estimated that she was not so well- behaved in front of her father. "Cousin."
"Hmm," said Bella. "Take good care of Miss Martin."
Freya nodded immediately and said, "Don't worry, she's my good sister! I'll take good care of her!"
She touched her cousin's head and said, "Good girl."
Before Freya could be happy, she heard Bella laugh and continue to say, "If anything happens to Miss Martin, all your cards will be stopped."
Freya: "..." No, cousin, you can't do this to me!
When he left, Freya suddenly grabbed Sara's hand, which startled Sara?"
Freya looked at her seriously. "Do you know what I'm holding now?"
Sara said, "...it's my hand."
Freya shook her head. "No! This is no longer your hand. This is all my cards and pocket money!"
Sara: "...
Scarlet was very particular about extravagance. Today was not her birthday, but tomorrow. Because the 18-year-old adulthood ceremony was very grand, her family must be very big, so she moved the day forward and specially invited her friends. The place was a newly-opened USBB. According to Freya, this NPCB belonged to the Johnson family, so Scarlet made a reservation directly.
Sara had never been to places like the USBB before. He looked around with some novelty, but she was not lucky enough to see the crazy and crazy scene of the group of devils dancing in the USBB. Because of Scarlet's booking, she looked a little cold and lonely.
Freya took sara to the biggest VIP room on the top floor. When she opened the door, there was a deafening sound of music. Scarlet waited for them at the door. She was very happy today, and she always wore a smile on her cold face. She wore a life-saving cap on her head and pinched Sara's cheek. "Yo."
Sara's eyes curved into a smile. "Happy birthday."
"Thanks." Scarlet took them to find a small sofa and said, "There are a lot of people. I may not be able to play with you all the time. There is something to eat over there. If you want to eat, you can take it yourself."
Freya made an OK gesture and pushed her. "Let's go. Everyone is waiting for you."
Scarlet usually looked cold, but there were really a lot of people coming for today's birthday. He said, "That's for sure. Although First Miss Johnson sometimes makes people want to beat her, she is very righteous and doesn't beat around the bush with you, so she is very popular. Besides, she is the eldest daughter of the Johnson family, so how many people are trying to flatter her? I'm telling you, there are already a lot of people who want to attend today's birthday party. Tomorrow, I'm going to hold an official ceremony for the adult." I don't know how many people are going to hold an invitation card for the First Miss."
"Oh," Sara said. "Then these people... aren't they really here to congratulate her?"
"You can't say that, can you? You see who First Miss is talking to, who is sincere."
When she said this, her eyes suddenly lit up. She stood up and said, "Phew, I saw my junior high school classmate. I'll go over."
Sara nodded and said, "Okay."
She sat alone on the sofa and looked at the room full of paper, drunk clothes, and fragrant temples. She felt that it was as lively as a broken lantern paper. She didn't know why there were still so many people enjoying it.
"Hi." Suddenly, a man's voice rang out.
Sara raised his head and saw a man sitting next to him, smiling at him. "I'm Draven. What about you?"
Sara felt a little strange. "Why is this man sitting beside me all of a sudden?" Out of courtesy, she nodded. "Hello"
Draven did not know her name and was not discouraged. Instead, he said, "Are you also a friend of Miss Johnson?"
Sara said, "Yes."
"Then you're still studying, Draven said, "I just graduated last year, and now you're interning in your company."
Draven, who was dressed in a suit and dressed in leather shoes, had a gentle smile on his face. It was obvious that he was a gentle neighbor. But Sara did not like him for no reason, and she would not chat with strangers. After a long time, she only said, "Oh."
Draven smiled and said, "You're so cute." Sara: "..." Was this person a lunatic?
Draven snapped his fingers and the waiter who was wandering in the hall immediately came over. He took two glasses of wine from the tray and handed one of them to Sara. "Have a drink?"
Sara shook his head in refusal. "I... I don't know how to drink."
Draven said, "You can't learn it. If you come to this kind of occasion in the future, you have to drink. Instead of regretting it, you'd better practice it now." He pushed the cup forward and said, "Have a try. This is champagne, sweet."
Sara shook his head. "There's no need for that. I really don't know how to do it."
Draven's smile froze. He stood up and said, "Sorry, I'll go to the bathroom first."
Sara was speechless. "You can go if you want. What are you talking to me about?"
As soon as Draven turned around, his eyes became gloomy. Not far away, a few rascals were smoking. When they saw him coming over, they all smiled and said, "Hey? Mr. Stokes actually failed?"
"No, that woman's dress is so dirty that I can't see her face clearly. Mr. Stokes, where do you like her?"
Someone said vaguely, "You don't know our Mr. Stokes? He didn't look at his face when he looked for prey. He likes skin. That girl, it's not too much to say that she has ice skin and snow skin, is it?"
Draven lit a cigarette irritably and said, "She didn't fall into a trap at all."
"It can't be. She looks like an old bumpkin. She knows all of this?"
Draven looked back at Sara. She still sat on the sofa and didn't move at all. She was like a baby. Seeing her creamy skin, he was very interested in her and didn't want to let go of her.
"Mr. Stokes, why don't you force yourself? I'll help you drag you to the bathroom," someone said in a low voice.