"This is my room, why can't I be here," he asked coldly, with arrogant eyes, and Alice could only see the tall figure of the man in front of him, who was even better than the actor on the screen just now.
"But that's obviously my room ..."
So Maxwell understood that Alice lived in another room connected to the audio—visual room and the gym. Oh, I would choose.
"At night, what exactly are you looking at?" Maxwell interrupted Alice's meditation bluntly.
"Ah." Alice screamed lowly, thinking of the pictures that he had just seen, he was anxious to find a hole to drill in, but in order to cover up her embarrassment, she still insisted to answer: "It is our professional teaching Documentary, I'm just learning. "
"Learn, study?" Maxwell deliberately separated the last two words. Alice heard
