His voice was soft, with an innocent, pure tone at the end, sounding completely natural.
After last night ended, although they both took a shower, neither of them put on clothes. At this moment, he pressed against her, their skin touching, feeling each other's heartbeat pounding on their chests.
Experiencing each other's presence in such a subtle way felt even more profound than the intense sensations of last night.
Daisy met his eyes; they were the deep and mysterious eyes unique to the Stephens family, but now illuminated by the clear sunlight, they didn't feel unfathomable, only gentle.
Like black jade immersed in warm water, reflecting her face gently, harmless and innocent.
Feeling his hand gradually tightening around her waist, Daisy suddenly realized and pushed him away—harmless my ass!
Don't touch me!
