“You don’t like it when I touch you.” Chester’s hand, which was circling her waist, gradually grew cold, and his voice was attached with her ears and lips.

Eliza froze and bit her lip, as if she had been fighting for a century, her body relaxed and her tone softened significantly. “No, I sweated today while filming, and I ate hot pot again. My skin was clingy and uncomfortable. Could you please allow me to take a bath? I’m not going anywhere, so what are you doing in such a hurry?”

She rarely explained herself aloud, but she used to. It is unmistakable indifference and resistance.

Chester noticed her change, stood up straight with rare curiosity, and asked her, “Really?”

”Really.” Eliza nodded, but she lowered her head, exposing her neck. At the back, there’s a snow-white neck.

”Go.”

“When you’re taking a shower, don’t close the door; I’ll come in later.” Chester said after a few seconds of staring at her.

”…Okay.”

love with a

bag and opened the small bottle and took a pill

bathroom and finished washing her long black hair less than ten

his gaze casually falling on her. In the shower, the woman’s long black hair

 

pierced by

slowly removed his glasses and walked

and when he placed

by several wheels, which

was unaccustomed to such a

did not belong to her in the past. Charity was only 18 years old when she first experienced greenness and pain,

at the ceiling after

remained gentle, taking a towel to assist her in wiping it, and then changing into a new clean sheet before taking

headboard of the bed, holding a cigarette in one hand and his arm in

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