"Should I take off your mask?" Muttering to herself, Lin Meilin reached towards his neck, about to pull off his mask, but in the end, held back.
"Not now... Let's have some patience." With a gentle smile, she kept on rubbing his face with cloudy eyes.
Even though she hadn't seen his true appearance, she knew he was young and probably wearing the mask to hide his true face, perhaps to avoid trouble.
"A twisted lemon might quench one's thirst, but it's always bitter." For someone like her, there were only a few things in this world worth paying attention to. Only a few things could bring her excitement, and Yang Ze was certainly one of them. With a physique that she hadn't even heard of, she knew what she needed to do.
