He inserted his fingers lightly into the ends of Oliver Jian's hair. The joints were too distinct and not soft enough, and his fingertips were a little cold, but after just a few scratches, Oliver Jian's mindless restlessness slowly subsided.
She pursed her lips, lowered her eyes, and stood there motionless.
He was impulsive again.
I had been stuck in the room for the whole day and felt that I had figured it out. I planned to have a calm chat with Sebastian Bai and try to appease him.
But I couldn't help it and still got angry.
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