(Thanks to the reward from the leader: Big sister Miaomiao, kisses~~)
...
Yves King has never really had a heart of stone. Seeing her able to let go of her pride, let go of both face and dignity, and plead softly to him, his somewhat annoyed heart also gradually softened. However, his expression remained stern, as if intending to relish in her tender side a bit longer.
"Yves King, don't be angry."
Before Mabel Cooper noticed, her slender fingers had already unbuttoned his shirt one by one, revealing his strong and firm chest.
Her starry eyes were somewhat muddled, staring at those terrifying scars on him, revealing a fascinated look. Undeniably, this man had a story. In his past, how many times had he narrowly escaped death?