But just now at the police station, Lin Yi still forcefully took the person away. She is his subordinate, so it should be his responsibility to protect her.
Under the shade of the trees, the car gently started to shake.
He unbuttoned Xia You's bra, which was nearly transparent pink, as clean as her eyes. Sweat soaked through her fine hairs. Left only in their underwear, their bodies pressed together, he let go of Xia You's lips, his gaze moving downward to her chest.
"This butterfly, it's beautiful," he knew Xia You couldn't hear the compliment, but Lin Yi still halted his hand, gently caressing the purple-black Phoenix Tail Butterfly.
As his fingers moved over it, Lin Yi's hand recoiled as if he had touched flames. Xia You's eyes also subtly changed, as if she had become slightly more lucid.
