Casper was a little shocked at first, then quickly relaxed, and confidently put his arms around Elliot: "Well, uncle policeman, what do you dare to do to me?"
Casper undoubtedly has a pair of beautiful eyes. Especially when he smiles, the light around the pupils will reflect in several layers. The natural layering of human eyes cannot be imitated even by the most advanced cosmetic contact lenses. There are billions of things condensed in them. The miracles created by long years of evolution include the most complex and unpredictable emotions and the most subtle and tortuous joys, anger, sorrows, and joys, just like the mustard seeds in fantasy novels, "One world in one grain of sand."
Obviously, Casper's "mustard seed" has an indestructible shell.
Elliot stared at him from a very close distance, his throat moved, and then he pulled open his collar without saying a word. The action was a bit rough, the buttons of his shirt rolled all over the floor, and his skin was exposed to the cool air. Goosebumps appeared on Casper's neck, and the tattoo on his chest was exposed. It was a vicious beast that seemed to be opening its mouth to lust for people.
Elliot glanced over and paused slightly: "I remember that last time you were in Xiling, your tattoo didn't look like this. Have you washed it?"
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