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.”

love with a

stepped away from the bar and quickly went to the dressing room, grabbed her bag and opened the small bottle and took

to the bathroom and finished washing her long black hair less than ten

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

were pierced by

slowly removed his glasses

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

crushed by several wheels, which was completely

was unaccustomed to such

18 years old when she first experienced greenness and pain, but

the ceiling after it

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

bed, holding a cigarette in