Chapter 17 How Sharp He is

Standing together, Sofia was just at the height of Wilson's shoulder, and her delicate figure was pressed in his arms, and there was no way out.
With a grin in his eyes, Wilson suddenly took his head down and leaned against Sofia's ear. The warm breath spread on her white neck. Sofia was stiff and didn’t dare to move. Her heart fluttered.
"I don't mind. You wash it for me." Said Wilson, grabbing Sofia's hands and moving to himself.
Sofia pushed...