Gwen slowed down for a while and hugged Lucas’s waist. He didn’t hear any answer. The atmosphere felt like a sudden death. The atmosphere in the box was dull and suppressed. The noise of singing and dancing outside passed through the glass door, a little bit. Eroded the silence around them.
Gwen felt that something was wrong, and Lucas had no reaction at all? It seems a little unscientific. Even the chill on his body disappeared a bit, the chill of the bones and the oppressive feeling like a knife and an axe were gone.
Suspiciously, he raised his head to face Lucas’s black eyes, which were as deep as cold pools. When he looked at her, it seemed that he was about to swallow her whole body.
Suddenly, he was taken aback, did Lucas recover or not?
The little hand patted his back lightly, and tried to shout, “Lucas?”
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