She froze for a moment, then hurriedly withdrew her hand, grabbed a pillow, and threw it over.
"You pervert, get out!"
Abel raised his hand to block the pillow she tossed, his face calm.
"This is a very normal thing, at least it shows two points. First, your husband is very healthy. Second, I care about you very much, whether it's you or your body, I want both!"
Only this bastard could say such things so righteously. Betty turned over, giving him her back, and silently ground her teeth.
How did she end up liking such a bastard!
Behind her, the rogue spoke up again.
"Oh, I almost forgot earlier, Betty, your waistline is also beautiful..."
Betty angrily kicked over, but he caught her ankle.
"And your toes too."
The man gently caressed the top of her foot and said.
Half of her leg broke out in goosebumps, and her little foot curled up instinctively.
"Bastard, let me go."
