Choosing Who to Sleep With

In the dark house, Bai Qingqing had no idea how she managed to finish bathing under the watchful and glowing eyes of those two beasts.

After finally putting on her clothes, Bai Qingqing had just heaved a sigh of relief when the shadow of a black hand reached out to her.

"I prepared the cotton for you," Parker said, holding a piece of cotton of appropriate thickness.

"… Thanks." Bai Qingqing received it with a blushing face. She bent over and stuffed it into her cotton underwear in a slipshod manner.

A cold hand touched her face, then Bai Qingqing heard Curtis say, "There's something dirty on your face."

Under such an atmosphere, a simple touch was enough to make Bai Qingqing's heart throb nervously. She touched her face and said, "I deliberately did this. I don't have much of this, once I finish using them that will be it. I need to use it sparingly."