The atmosphere of entanglement gradually rose, and Elise Don could feel this man's plot to never leave the bed, pushing him, kicking him, and finally begging him, coaxing him.
Eventually, Oliver Bloom let her go,
Elise Don got up, not caring whose it was, she hurriedly picked up a robe from the floor and put it on.
Oliver Bloom remained in a leaning position, his left hand supporting the bed, his right hand rubbing the little sticky residue on his fingertip, after smearing it, he raised his finger high to examine it carefully.
He turned his gaze to Elise Don, "I think you're just being stubborn."
Elise Don's ears burned instantly, but she still rolled her eyes playfully and laughed softly, "If you think I'm stubborn, then don't beg me, aren't you afraid I'll hurt your precious thing."
Having been a civilized man for 27 years, Oliver Bloom had all his beliefs burned away by desire, he cursed and got up to catch her.
