chapter 35 When it meets water, it becomes

Brendan Greaves was overjoyed. He lifted up his pink shirt, pushed away the white underwear that he found charming just now but now annoying, and began to enjoy it.

This was so painful for Paul Farrell that she could only grit her teeth desperately to prevent her from making any sound.

She knew that a woman's singing was a catalyst, and nine out of ten men would not be able to stand it.

Obviously, Brendan Greaves was the type of man who couldn't stand it. She was...