"I'll try that tomorrow, but I'm afraid I'll keep going to the bathroom after drinking too much water. I'm too lazy to go to the bathroom."
Grace was indeed surprisingly lazy. As long as she could sit, she would never stand. As long as she could stay still, she could try to be motionless.
Sherman's eyebrows twitched a few times. The two of them went to an international department store, so the prices of the clothes there were very expensive.
Grace picked out several fur coats and other styles of coats. However, Sherman didn't buy anything.
Sherman just accompanied Grace to hang out and pick out clothes at the mall.
After her state of mind became calm, Sherman had that kind of feeling. She felt that no matter how much the clothes were, there was not much difference.
However, Grace shoved two coats at her. "These coats are just the right size for you. And the colors are pretty too."
Sherman didn't want to take them, because she had a lot of clothes too. And she bought a coat two days ago. However, Grace looked as if she was going to fall out with Sherman if she didn't take those two coats.
Finally, Sherman was forced to accept the coats Grace gave her. She only took things Grace and Summer gave her. And she wouldn't take things anyone else gave her.
The two of them were a little hungry. And there was a newly opened hot pot restaurant across the street from the mall. They were standing on this side of the street and were going to walk across the street.
Suddenly, Grace exclaimed with excitement, "That's m y prince charming's car."
Sherman felt her heart beating a little faster. She instinctively looked over and saw a silver-gray Mulsanne pulling over. She looked at it twice. "You got it wrong."
Whether it was the silver Mulsanne or the black Bentley, she sat on those cars for too many times. And she couldn't be more familiar with the license plate numbers.
Sherman hadn't seen him in nearly two weeks since he'd driven her home from the bistro on the South Lane that night until now. And he hadn't appeared in front of her either.
It almost gave her a hallucination. It seemed that her night at the bistro on the South Lane was something that happened in her dream as if it were a flash in the pan.
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