Falsehood and Reality
Editor: Henyee Translations
Roland laid his hand on Nia's face again.
She was not an illusion.
Her skin was warm and elastic, and had a tiny dent where his finger pressed into it.
Nia's face got even redder, and she breathed more heavily.
Roland's hands fell to her neck again.
With her eyes closed, she subconsciously flinched and crossed her arms nervously, but she didn't open her eyes either.
The atmosphere became more and more intimate.
Roland realized that too. He stopped and asked again, "Why are you not transparent?"
"What are you talking about?" Nia opened her eyes and puffed out her cheeks angrily. Why did this guy have to ruin the atmosphere by saying that? "Transparent? My clothes will never be transparent."
Sigh! Roland heaved a long sigh.
Nia was just like Andonara. Why were women always thinking so strangely?
He wasn't thinking about sex at all.