You Hit My Heart by Kylie Stanford

He leaned in too close and her face burned a little.

“If you don't take it off, I'm going to do it myself." He came close to her ear and spoke evilly.

Even his hand, which had reached her collar, took advantage of her inattention and unbuttoned two buttons, revealing her bare white neck. "Wait, I'll do it myself."

Joyce suddenly held his hand, unable to let him do whatever he wanted.

She moved away from his hand and took off her jacket herself, needing to take off another sweater.

“You turn around. I'm going to undress."

Luther looked at her funny, "You still have a shirt inside, it's not like you're not wearing anything, what's wrong with taking off a sweater? I can't look?" Sᴇaʀch Thᴇ FɪndNøvel.ɴᴇt website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

"You!" Joyce couldn't get angry, so she had to turn around and take off her sweater herself.

exquisite figure, the rise and fall of her chest is even more visible. Luther watched her from behind, and just seeing the soft lines

buttoning up the

him

straightened her collar and smoothed out the slight creases in

around and show

Luther's soft, seductive voice rang out,

She turned around slowly.

is completely turned

describe her in front of him. The dark green uniform, color pale as the sky, the straight posture,

cold and haughty temperament, calm and introspective, long sharp and flowing hair, and very clear

valiant heroism, and at other times

collar. Why did he look at her with such astonishment? What was wrong with it? Or

a trace of embarrassment, it is still the first ime for her to wear this kind of military uniforms, there is no mirror at the lounge,

look very strange, or

wanted to reach