As soon as her slender and white fingers touched the piece of paper, Cassidy’s voice sounded at the door: “What are you doing in my room?”
Without waiting for him to speak, Cassidy walked in immediately with a strained face, slammed the cabinet door shut, stretched out her hand to pull him, and frowned: “Go out.”
Rowan stood up straight, his eyes slowly falling from her white face to her.
His eyes narrowed slightly.
Cassidy was now wearing a waistless outfit, with a slender and soft waist. With just a small portion, human blood was pouring up to the top of her head.
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