There was a bright, warm yellow light in front of the room, a little dazzling. The sound of air conditioning, the rustle of drizzle, and the sound of ambiguous swallowing can be heard in the ear.
Elara raised his head slightly, and felt that his thoughts became sluggish after bearing this strange and unspeakable touch. She couldn’t separate the energy to think about Dexter’s words, and her whole body moved with his actions.
Dexter’s body was hard, like a silent envelope, mixed with familiar breath that made her indulged. There was still water vapor on her body, and the water at the tips of her hair gathered, dropping a few points from time to time, slightly cool.
It is so warm that it sinks uncontrollably.
But because of this coldness, he was a little sober.
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