“Ah!” Ava exclaimed, and hurriedly walked around the table to Mason’s side, and took the tissue on the table and wiped it towards Mason’s pants, “Niannian, I’m sorry, I’ll clean it for you.”
Ava’s hands and feet are neat, Mason has not yet reacted, she has already wiped it with a tissue, and the place where the milk is poured is the thigh-root piece. When she wipes it, it will inevitably touch some places.
Mason’s breath suddenly sank, and his already taut body tightened even more. He suddenly stood up, avoiding Ava’s hand, “No need to wipe it! Go out!”
“But it’s all wet.” Ava tried to raise her hand to wipe, but her wrist was clasped. Pei Mu-nian grabbed her up, her voice a bit cruel, “I said no need to wipe it, I can’t listen. understand?”
He grasped her wrist with no pity for Xiangxiyu at all. Ava gasped in pain, as if he would break her wrist bone if she ransacked again. Ava only nodded, “Don’t wipe it.” , But, the milk is a bit hot, have you blanched it?”
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