Chapter 128

I spent the next hour fucking him off and on. By the time I left, Xavier looked bad.

I didn't look good either. I've been "tortured" for so long, my arms are numb, and he still won't let go.

Okay, okay, there is no rush; I have plenty of time and opportunity to fix him.

I got out of the curtain while shaking my sore arms. Looking up, Rowen is still standing; his face is also a blue burst of white bursts. I really do not know just now what the movements let him misunderstand.

When I got to the door, Rowen stifled a sentence: "This, this is leaving, huh?"

"What else? Can Williams stand it if I stay a little longer?"

Rowen coughed frantically.

He should now be like the moment. I heard the hospital conversation, suddenly lifting the mask to see the real face. He didn't know how to face it for a while.

I swept him off his feet and walked out.

When I walked outside, I faintly heard a co