C149 What Are You Doing

Hsiao Ann's hand was almost done. She struggled to pull her hand out. She was not used to his gentle and careful gaze.

She hid by the side and said in a low voice, what? "Alright, it doesn't hurt anymore."

When she entered the room, she only wore a full sweater. With this pull, her clothes were pulled off her shoulders, revealing half of her thin, white shoulders.

His gaze shifted to the top