"Eva Miller!" Sophie Smith called her name seriously, "We, we weren't doing that just now, what were you thinking?"
"Huh?"
Eva Miller suddenly looked up, and sure enough, they were both fully clothed.
"Then, why were you moaning so loudly just now, so... so suggestively..." Eva Miller's voice grew quieter as she spoke.
Suggestively?
Did she really?
Perhaps it was her own impure thoughts.
Sophie Smith cast her gaze at the culprit lazily leaning against the headboard, Asher Land.
A glimpse of a charming curve appeared at the corner of his mouth, with no intent of explaining at all.
She had just mentioned that her shoulders were a bit sore, and Asher Land insisted on giving her a massage. A massage would have been fine, but who would have known that his hands would be so strong, it really hurt her…
Eva Miller chuckled awkwardly and dashed away.
