Chapter 125: Not All Stories Should Be Shared

"Excuse me, WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING?" Leona took a step back as Laz started to undress.

"You said you were ready for anything right? Well, welcome to anything." Laz had a smile on his face as he reached for his shorts.

"WHY THE HELL WOULD I WANT TO SEE YOUR TINY DI..." Leona's voice trailed off as Laz removed his shorts. It was obvious from a glance that he was anything but little. Currently, in the blossoming moonlight, Laz's pale white yet well sculpted body was entirely visible. His tattoo also stood out in the moonlight, with the blood red moon almost looking as though it was giving off an eerie light while behind the black, lifeless tree. She had seen it during the day but didn't think much of it. But now, in the moonlight, it gave her a slightly evil feeling.

"Stop staring or I might just blush..." Laz poked fun at the normally stone faced Leona. He was actually perfectly at ease being naked and didn't actually have any bad thoughts. At least that wasn't his intention.