Turn off the surveillance; in such a confined space, she naturally knew what he wanted to do.
Not to mention, she's injured now. Even though it's her hand and wouldn't affect that kind of thing, it would still be quite inconvenient. She plans to wait until she's rested, then adjust her mindset for pregnancy!
Who knew he would actually...
"Hmm?" She curled her lips mischievously.
"I'm injured! Can't do that kind of thing!" She argued forcefully.
"Who wants to do it with your hand?"
Eva Nightingale: "..."
It's not what you mean, okay?
What she meant to describe was entirely different, but who knew he would actually say something like that.
"I really didn't mean that… umph." The words were at her lips but left unfinished, as the man forcibly swallowed them. His soft tongue gently explored, grazing her lips, making her whole body tremble, her eyes becoming shimmering and lost.
