chapter 107 This is my first gift to you.

Max Quiney looked at Kathryn Yale in the sunlight.

A white shirt, a black one-step skirt, and white high heels, she is a typical white-collar beauty, and she looks charming at first glance.

This made him even more excited, and he even began to fantasize about the poses.

His eyes fell on Kathryn Yale forehead, and beads of sweat oozed out. He took out a handkerchief and wiped Kathryn Yale's forehead.

Kathryn Yale quickly took two steps back and hid behind...