147 Wicked Old Witch_1

The girl's small hand in the book was tightly grasped by Lin Ge.

She was wearing a black and red off-shoulder dress, with a black gauze shawl covering her narrow shoulders. Through the sheer fabric, one could see her pale and smooth skin.

The silk tie of the shawl was knotted at the neckline, resembling a delicate black butterfly.

Two long and slender ends of the butterfly hung over the girl's chest, fluttering as she struggled.

Since they were standing so close, the fluffy hem of her dress blocked Lin Ge's view, preventing him from seeing the girl's legs and feet.

"Let me go, you idiot."

While cursing, the girl in the book pounded on Lin Ge with her other hand. However, her weak and feeble fists didn't bother him at all.

After hitting him for a while, she wore herself out, gasping slightly with her fists drooping powerlessly.

Lin Ge still firmly held onto her hand to prevent her from escaping back into the book.