C69

I am all yours

With this wave of his hand, a red mark appeared on Mu Sinnan's arm. It was a bit embarrassing to look at it, but he was too angry. He threw the whip in his hand onto the ground.

"He sat cross-legged on Mos' bed and turned his head away from me." "You can't bear to part with it anymore?" Musnan was half-kneeling on the ground, holding her small hand.

"Tsk