Chapter 283

White and smooth, looks very lovely.

 He compared the size of her foot with his hand, but unexpectedly her foot was smaller than his hand.

 Bertha immediately blushed. She didn't expect Shane to take advantage of her being so drunk that she fainted to secretly wash her feet.

 What a loss of face.

 Her arms increased in strength, Shane's face became more frowned upon and twisted, and he continued to cry out in pain.

 "Other than those two times, have you ever done something similarly despicable to my leg? Shane, do you have a sick hobby? Please tell me the truth." Bertha stared at him, her eyes seeming to probe him.

 Shane. "?"

 What the hell?

 In the end is he not normal or is Bertha not normal?

 Just as he was about to open his mouth to explain, Bertha was afraid he would say something she couldn't stand.

 "Stop it, stop talking, let me calm down."

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