“I believe you, go home.” Scott Everwood patted the cheek of the little thing.
Quinn Marsden took the opportunity to sit on Scott Everwood’s body and reached out to take off his coat.
Scott Everwood was motionless, just holding her waist, his face unclear: “I want it?”
“You don’t want to?” Quinn Marsden looked at the man and threw the question back.
“I want to hear from you …” Scott Everwood looked at Quinn Marsden with a smile.
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