Faye saw her pretending to be serious, a smile couldn't help but slip across his lips.
But it was as fleeting as a shooting star, someone didn't catch it.
Tessa Caldwell saw he wasn't moving, kept a straight face, and urged, "Hurry up."
As she spoke, she bent down and grabbed Faye's pants with both hands, trying to pull them down.
Faye suddenly spoke in a low voice, "Be gentle."
"Can you lift your butt a bit higher?" The pants were stuck on his hips, no matter how she pulled, they wouldn't come down, Tessa Caldwell was getting a bit frustrated.
Faye said slowly, "Legs hurt, can't lift high."
Tessa said, "Can you use your hands to support yourself?"
The man lightly retorted, "Hands hurt, no strength."
Tessa had no choice but to sit beside him, looping her hands around his waist from behind, trying to use her strength to lift his lower body.
But... of course, it was still fruitless.
