Closing the door, Chase hugged Ava with his arms, clinging to him, turned her around, and stuck it to the wall, then he looked down at her.
The deep black eyes, unblinking, gleamed with the light of the dark bird.
Just being stared at by him, Ava felt that his heart was about to jump out, so she didn’t dare to look directly at him.
The shy, bushy eyelashes quivered like butterfly wings, “Uncle, what are you doing?”
The sound is very small, mosquitoes hum.
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