Wanted Poster: Entan

She was looking for her backpack again, and found it lying quietly in the corner. She tiptoed over to it and ran towards it, a Chanel lipstick falling out of the backpack.,His hawk-like gaze swept across the empty bedroom, landing on the two crimson stains on the sheets. A furrow deepened between his brows.,Is he a creepy pervert To have this kind of fetish! What bad luck! Where did I offend him! This petty little guy!。