Chloe had a slight headache.
Although he didn't dislike such a seductive scene, he could even say he enjoyed it.
But why had things turned into this kind of relationship?
He could only gently stroke Lilith's head as she sat on the floor.
After some time passed, Lilith's legs seemed to go numb, and she made a distressed sound.
"Shh, senior, keep it down."
Chloe inhaled the fragrance that wafted from her hair.
Lilith could only allow him to hold her as her supporting wrists felt weak.
"Lilith, lift your head."
"I won't."
Seeing her kneeling on the ground for a while, Chloe decided to pick her up and let her lean on him.
Lilith buried her face, not daring to look at him.
She was always like this, wildly enthusiastic when the mood struck, but regretting it once she came to her senses.
Yet leaning against Chloe, she found his chest surprisingly broad.
"Let me rest for a bit."
"I won't. You're the one who started this."
With a thump.
