Let Me Go, Mr. Hill!

“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.”

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the bar and quickly went to the dressing room, grabbed her bag and opened the small

she entered to the bathroom and finished washing her long black hair less than ten minutes. And the

the door frame, his gaze casually falling on her. In the shower, the woman’s long black hair was pasted with a beautiful and refined face, and the hot water washed over

pupils were pierced by a visual

glasses

with the woman in his arms, and when he placed her on the bed, his eyes met

by several wheels,

was unaccustomed to such a

in the past. Charity was only 18 years old when she first experienced greenness and pain, but she also experienced

at the ceiling after

it, and then changing into a new clean sheet before taking her back

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