Norris Moore was trembling with anger and yelled, "Trenton Smith!"
The man slightly raised his eyelids and glanced at her, withdrawing his palm from her body. And just when Norris relaxed, he pressed his entire body against hers.
Norris felt like she was literally going to die.
This guy was really twisted.
Even when she was in such a state, he dared to touch her.
Was he really not afraid of dying?!
With her hands pinned down by him, Norris could no longer hold back and gritted her teeth, "I won't leave."
Trenton rubbed her fingers with his slender fingers, glanced at her, and asked, "Hm?"
"I'm not leaving." She turned her head away, somewhat annoyed, "If you get infected, don't blame me."
The man looked down at her expression and suddenly laughed deeply and softly. He kissed her ear a few times and asked with a smile, "So worried about my health?"
Norris lowered her eyes, "I'm afraid that if I really infect you, your girlfriend will kill me with her own hands."
