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.

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

buttoning up

him and changed into

dressed, she straightened her collar and smoothed out the

around and

voice rang out, low

She turned around slowly.

moment it is completely

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

temperament, calm and introspective, long sharp and flowing hair, and very

it exudes a valiant heroism, and at

was wrong with it? Or was she not dressed properly? Did her temperament not match?

this kind of military uniforms, there is no mirror

doubts even more. Did she look very strange, or should she take

reach up and