âYou donât like it when I touch you.â Chesterâs hand, which was circling her waist, gradually grew cold, and his voice was attached with her ears and lips.
Eliza froze and bit her lip, as if she had been fighting for a century, her body relaxed and her tone softened significantly. âNo, I sweated today while filming, and I ate hot pot again. My skin was clingy and uncomfortable. Could you please allow me to take a bath? Iâm not going anywhere, so what are you doing in such a hurry?â
She rarely explained herself aloud, but she used to. It is unmistakable indifference and resistance.
Chester noticed her change, stood up straight with rare curiosity, and asked her, âReally?â
âReally.â Eliza nodded, but she lowered her head, exposing her neck. At the back, thereâs a snow-white neck.
âGo.â
âWhen youâre taking a shower, donât close the door; Iâll come in later.â Chester said after a few seconds of staring at her.
ââ¦Okay.â
Eliza stepped away from the bar and quickly went to the dressing room, grabbed her bag and opened the small bottle and took a pill from it, and choked it dry in her throat.
After that she entered to the bathroom and finished washing her long black hair less than ten minutes.
And the door was suddenly pulled open.
Chester leaned against the door frame, his gaze casually falling on her. In the shower, the womanâs long black hair was pasted with a beautiful and refined face, and the hot water washed over the crystal lips.
His pupils were pierced by a visual scene.
Chester slowly removed his glasses and walked right in.
At 10 p.m., Chester came out from the bathroom with the woman in his arms, and when he placed her on the bed, his eyes met the womanâs charming eyes, and he lost control once more.
Elizaâs body appeared to be crushed by several wheels, which was completely unlike her.
She was unaccustomed to such a strong feeling.
Elizaâs body did not belong to her in the past. Charity was only 18 years old when she first experienced greenness and pain, but she also experienced happiness.
She stared blankly at the ceiling after it was over.
Chester remained gentle, taking a towel to assist her in wiping it, and then changing into a new clean sheet before taking her back into his arms.
He was leaning against the headboard of the bed, holding a cigarette in one hand and his arm in the other.
âSo enthusiastic tonight?â Chester said as tobacco-flavored blue-white smoke spewed out from under the bridge of his nose, âTsk, I almost died on you.â
Elizaâs body shook, she bowed her head, and said nothing. It was just that her head on his chest squirmed and his face was turned down.
âWhy donât you speak up?â Chester was in a good mood at the time.
He has been too tense for the past two days, and he has been in a bad mood.
Everything came out tonight.
He appears to have finally developed the woman who used to be like a dead fish. As a man, he still feel a sense of achievement in his heart.
âIâm not sure why Iâm acting this way.â Eliza spoke up suddenly.
Chester smiled, lightly touched her little face, and said mean words in her beautiful thin lips, âWhat are you pretending to do, itâs not like you havenât done it before with Monte?â
Eliza: ââ¦â