A rush of blood surged to the top of his head, and his breathing was blocked in his throat.
The palm of her hand on her back was as soft as a ball of cotton, with scorching heat, and it scorched his heart like a soldering iron.
Leo lowered his eyes and hurriedly avoided when he touched Ivy’s eyes, biting his lower lip helplessly, and his voice was inaudible.
“I am sorry…”
His eye sockets were still red, and at this time his cheeks were stained with a layer of sunset, which was a little pale in the bright moonlight, and he was even more ignorant and innocent.
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