Chapter 104

William Black felt that her obedience was acquiescence and acceptance.

The nameless fire in the bottom of his heart, like being drenched with a handful of oil, burned violently , steamed his cold heart hot, and his body was boiling hot.

He pressed Mary Kinson's back neck hand and couldn't help using force.

Mary Kinson was awake at this moment, and her fine eyebrows were lightly gathered. She looked at him, only to find that he was open-eyed, so she pushed him gently.

This action seems to annoy William Black, his face is more gloomy, and the dark eyes seem to crack a gap from the abyss.

At the bottom of the deep, there are some hot colors that she can't understand, as if they are inexhaustible fires of hell.

Mary Kinson sobered up, and her fear of this man surged up.

William Black's fire was picked by these little moves, and the other big hand instantly leaned over and imprisoned her hands on her chest, kissing her urgently and fiercely, like a rainstorm.