Chapitre 462: Softness (2)

Before she knew Trevor, for her, this person was just a young master of the Peck family who had suffered from autism and had locked himself in the garret. After seeing Trevor, she discovered that he was her savior ten years ago. This savior was not autistic. He had very bright eyes like a mirror. The feelings others put on him would also be responded to. She felt that he looked innocent and pitiful, so she couldn't help but tease him.

But she never expected that he would...

Christy looked down at the back of her hand. It seemed that she could still feel Trevor's kiss. She rubbed the back of her hand against the bed sheet, but she couldn't get rid of the kiss in her heart.

Trevor walked over. He held a white towel, which looked very soft.

Christy watched as he squatted down and reached out to grab one of her feet.

"You...." She struggled for a moment, very light, afraid that the water on her feet would splash onto him.