Chapter 122 Let Me Hold You

Stacy thought that someone was there, so she stopped talking.

But she found that there was no one around.

On the contrary, it was very quiet.

"What are you doing?" Stacy asked.

Harry's eyes drooped, and his eyelashes trembled slightly. Stacy looked down and found that two buttons before her chest somehow had been torn off. The lace bra looked full and round.

At this moment, she was sitting on his lap.

The posture was very ambiguous.

Her face immediately blushed, and even her neck turned red. She looked like a cooked shrimp.

"You, you "

Stacy stretched out her hand to cover it, but it was caught by Harry's wrist and buckled in his palm, so that she could not move.

Harry's Adam's apple was moving up and down. His eyes were shining like water and mist, rippling with lust.

He laughed in a hoarse voice, "You want to kill me, so can't you let me die without regret?"

Stacy's mind went blank.

At this moment, she had