Edward White carried her upstairs and entered the Princess's room.
He placed her on the bed.
Unexpectedly, her delicate white hands held tightly around his neck, tighter and tighter, showing no intention of letting go.
Edward White remained in the same position as he had held her.
This looked quite suggestive.
He instinctively lowered his gaze to look at her, her cheeks pale and tender, with a pinkish hue, very cute.
She looked obedient like this.
He noticed that the large hand holding her... fingertips were slightly tingling, like a faint electric current.
Ella White felt she was lying in a warm embrace, feeling a bit hot… but very comfortable.
She was greedy for it.
She tightened her hold.
She even stretched out her legs, wrapped them around his lean waist, tighter and tighter.
This scene made Edward White's body stiffen, without any hesitation, he pried her legs apart, then 'furiously' left her room.
Damn it!
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Cold water poured over his head.
