C898 Tetrahynchus 104

Inside the room, the lights shone brightly on the wooden peach faces.

Zorn was holding a soft towel to wash the wine from her face and the bruises on her forehead.

He moved quickly, wringing the water from the towel. When he lightly placed the towel on her face, he was so gentle that he seemed to be holding a precious jade.

On her shiny forehead