C828 Dragon head congregations 34

Under the setting sun, her slender, jade-like hands gripped his wrist nervously.

Zorn turned to look at his grabbed wrist, then back at her flushed face. "Let go!"

"I won't!"

Hiro said firmly. He looked determined, but his heart was pounding under the gaze of his sunglasses, like a rain of arrows hitting the drum at his waist!

Thump, thump, thump, thump