Because of her discomfort, Chad went to bed early today, and just as she was falling asleep, the door to her room suddenly creaked, and the next moment, Hans pushed her way in.
Hans picked up the bolt that had fallen on the floor and gently stuck it into the door before walking slowly towards Chad on the bed.
"I told you last time to stop locking the door, why don't you listen?" Hans sighed fervently, "Back and forth, I have to pick the lock, don't I get tired?"
He saw the bed shrugged a little and turned around, coldly holding his back to him.
Hans laughed, bullying up, and kissed her on the whirl of her hair, and then a little angry tone: "You ah, do not know how to care for others."
After saying that he reached out and wrapped his hand around her waist again, his palm inadvertently pressed on the small of her stomach, Chad heart tightened, very resistant to pull away his hand.
Your gift is the motivation for my creation. Give me more motivation!