“Women, really hot panic.” Ashton stretched his hand to wipe the sweat on his forehead.
Evelyn tightened his brows, rubbed his feet and reached out to help him wipe his sweat. “There is no heat, sweating, and then being stirred by cold water, it is easy to get sick.”
Finn took advantage of Evelyn’s little housewife’s appearance and ate a smile. “If you don’t let the wash, don’t wash it, you can’t die if you’re hot.”
“Finn.” Evelyn squatted again. “If you don’t move, you will die. If you live, don’t you tell me not to mention it?”
A few days ago, he was scared by Mason, and he was flustered when he mentioned the word ‘death’.
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