All Chapters of Sweet Marriage: Dear Lady, You're Mine: Chapter 161 - Chapter 170

Rachel replied, "Actually I've already saved it. I accidentally sent the wrong one, that's why I didn't send the following sticker." "Oh, that's why. I was wondering why you sent this to me," Cyrus said. Rachel continued, "Are you still not convinced that she looks like Natasha? I was the one who put makeup on Arie, and I feel she looks like her" In response, Cyrus sent her a sticker that said, "If you're happy then okay." Seeing this sticker, Rachel almost spat out a mouthful of water. Why did she feel that Cyrus seemed to be so different from what she had imagined? Of course, in the eyes of a fan, whatever the idol did was always correct. As they were chatting, more dishes were served. Rachel took a picture and sent it to Cyrus.  She sent over the picture. Cyrus replied, "I'm on a diet. I don't wanna see all this." Rachel texted him, "Why are you trying to lose weight? You are in perfect shape! You don't need to lose weight!"

In a blink of an eye, Sigrid had finished all of her exams. On this day, she returned to the school to finish up the process of leaving school. After that, she went back to her dormitory to see whether there was anything she wanted to bring with her. "Sigrid, I heard that the school is looking for interns. Are you interested?" Hannah asked as she saw Sigrid packing up.  "Yeah, I heard that the dance department is looking for interns. And the salary is also not bad," Sharon added. "If you were to apply for the position then the chance of us getting selected is even slimmer. Rachel isn't trying out, though." Sigrid kept her back towards them and continued folding her quilt. She said, "No, I'm not interested. I already have an internship set up." "Really?" Hannah's eyes lit up. "That's great. They'd pick you just based on your appearance alone." Sigrid paused but didn't say anything. Instead, Rachel said, "Well, even if they didn't pick people based on appear

Sigrid's face flushed red when she finally understood what he meant. Why did he ask her to learn how to moan? George couldn't stand how cute she looked, all confused. He said, "You don't get what I mean? I mean, learn how to moan like this." As he said this, he pinched the doll again, and it let out a low moan... Sigrid sputtered, "Are you out of your mind? Absolutely not! In your dreams!" George raised his eyebrows and held her in his arms. He asked in a low voice, "How is this a dream? Then why don't we try it tonight? While we are doing it, I'll put the doll right beside us and you can pick up some tricks." Sigrid gritted her teeth, her face beet red. Why was George's mind always filled with all these erotic thoughts? Even someone as pure as her was already corrupted by him! "So, what do you say?" "No way!" Sigrid was glaring at him fiercely. "You can do it yourself!" George looked at her silently. Sigrid felt that they could end

With a blush on her face, she adjusted her bra to hide her cleavage. "I'm done. Do I look good?" "Yeah." George strode forward and held her in his arms, ready to head out. "There will be some snacks in the afternoon later." Sigrid estimated they would arrive at the Andrews' house around three in the afternoon.  The journey to the Andrew family was smooth, and they arrived there around half-past two.   The butler led them to a spacious garden. The Andrew family's housing estate was similar to that of a typical residential area. Although it was not as majestic as a castle, it occupied quite a huge piece of land. There was already a crowd in the garden when they arrived. Although Sigrid was not familiar with most of them, they were about the same age as her. She was relieved to see that nobody had dressed too formally.  "George." A pretentious voice echoed from behind them just as Sigrid and George were about to head over to greet Jonason and Chri

Sigrid felt delighted when she saw that George was silent, unable to refute her words. But when she came to her senses, she realized that what she just said sounded too provocative. She began to worry that George would really keep her in bed the whole day... After all, Sigrid found it hard to keep up with George's stamina! Whenever she was lying exhausted on the bed like a corpse, George somehow still had the energy for more.  Sigrid thought of George's stamina and felt doomed. She'd gone overboard with her provocation just now and had dug her own grave. "By the way, there will be a thrilling event tonight. After cutting the cake, there will be a masquerade party. Everyone will be changing into a costume and will be equipped with a voice changer. Then, everyone will be paired up anonymously and will dance away the night. When the clock strikes at midnight, everyone must kiss their partner. Then, and only then, they will be allowed to take off their masks." Christin ha