Chapitre 42: Chapter ４２

A small vine wrapped around Allen's ankle, then slowly climbed onto his thigh, touched Allen faintly, and made him hold his hand tightly. Tell the person next to you to lie down and look at his face.

"David, I don't..."

"Don't move. I told you I would help you."

They said different things and interrupted him. Allen wanted to go on, he didn't want to, but he couldn't force himself to speak as the vine climbed to sensitive parts of his body. The guy who had argued at first had to shut his mouth tightly now, afraid of making strange noises. His head and eyebrows were wrinkled, and he blushed, so that he could see clearly even in a less bright place.

David glanced at it and then smiled. He wanted Allen to enjoy his touch, but when he saw this bullying look, his desire to bully was even stronger.

Trying to pretend to cry.

I want to make a sound in words.