Winston revealed a hint of grief in his eyes as he stared at her, not saying anything.
Bai Qingqing stroked his face, stroking that scary scar gently, feeling helpless.
She didn't dare to use that box of condoms anymore. Curtis might be able to use it, but the length wasn't sufficient. She was worried that it might end up getting stuck in her body, unable to get out. It was better to keep them for blowing balloons.
"Put me down. Let me help you with my hands." Bai Qingqing held in her embarrassment and said.
Winston kept his gaze fixed on his mate, feeling that she looked so adorable that his heart melted. However, he felt even more upset inside.
He let go of her and said, "No need. I only want you. I don't want that."
