Falling skies

Summer Airline Headquarters.

Sally Frank went to deliver the flight schedule. As soon as she pushed open the door of the captain's office, she was fished in by a long arm that suddenly appeared. She fell into a generous and hot embrace. The next second, his kiss came down.

She had to close the door with her foot, respond simply, and push him away. "No, this is your office."

"What are you afraid of? You've done it on the plane."

Gabriel Hardy didn't care. He buried his head in her neck and smelled the fragrance that belonged to her.

After half a year of marriage, Gabriel Hardy has given her a lot of tenderness and spoiling that people can't envy, from the strangeness at the beginning, to the familiarity later, to the entanglement of neck and head now.

"It's different. How many people are waiting for you to have a meeting outside?"

Sally Frank came out of his arms like a cat. "I don't want to be the target of public criticism, especially your wife fans. Every time they come into your office, they stare at me like jackals and tigers. They won't tear me up if they don't go out for a long time."

With his arms empty, Gabriel Hardy licked his lips with little interest and looked meaningfully at the woman in front of him. "Are you afraid?"? Why weren't you afraid when you married me?

He loves to see this woman talking nonsense with a straight face.

Sally Frank hung the schedule on the wall and turned to smile sweetly. "Haven't you ever heard a word?"? Wine strengthens the courage of a coward, and rice increases the spirit of a poor man.

At the beginning, she was both drunk and tempted by money, so she chose to marry by contract.

She straightened her clothes, touched up her lipstick in front of the mirror, and then walked up to him with satisfaction and whispered in a charming voice, "Be good, you can make out as much as you want when you come home at night."

Then he opened the door and went out.

Gabriel Hardy suddenly called to her, "Sally Frank."

She looked back, smiling slightly, and he seldom called her by name in private.

"Which do you prefer, me or money?" His eyes narrowed slightly and the corners of his mouth were filled with an unknown radian.

Sally Frank blinked niftily as her eyes lit up. "Of course it's you."

To like Gabriel Hardy is to like money. To like money is not to like Gabriel Hardy.

Even a fool knows how to choose.

"The meeting will begin in five minutes, my dear captain!" Sally Frank reminded her and turned to go out.