Chapter 59 She Didn't Bring That Thing

His lips moved up and down from the base of the ear to the socket of the neck, and every step made her feel thrilled, like the passing of electricity. Qinjin without warning, like a burning stove, even the tiny fireworks can melt her. In the thick shadows covered by the darkness, Jenny Young's face was full of indiscernibility, seeming to be genuinely emotional, but also seeming to be hypocritical. Jenny Young fell asleep, her wet hair could not tell whether it was sweat or tears, she vaguely felt the mattress sinking slightly again, and Steven Fuji approached. She frowned, and before she could open her eyes, someone picked her up from under the quilt. Steven Fuji put his arm around her shoulders, "Go take a shower." She didn't want to open her eyes, and leaned against him, "I have no strength." Steven Fuji didn't speak, he hugged her out of bed and walked towards the bathroom. The m