"Mr Li..."
Ethan entered the room to see a lethargic woman, sprawled on the carpeted floor with steaming red face.
"I need help..." She muttered and pointed at her....unbuttoned shirt. Ethan's pupils dilated and gulped.
He can 'clearly' see Lillie's voluptuous cleavage.
"Y-you...why are you making this so hard for me?"
Lillie tilted her head in confusion, you can see some imaginary question marks appearing behind her.
S-so damn cute!
Ethan hesitantly kneeled down. With shaking hands, he pinched Lillie's shirt without touching her skin.
Lillie was attentively observed him button her shirt.
"You're really good at buttoning shirts." Lillie blurted out.
"Because I always wear a shirt." He answered, trying to distract himself.
"Elliot had lots of shirts too."
Ethan's hands stopped moving. "Really....how many?"
Because of the fever, Lillie's personally shifted 180 degree.
"A lot! I always buy him shirts on his birthday, Christmas and New Year."
