Mary Kinson, who was pressed by him to sit on the bed, never figured out William's idea and was slightly distracted.

The hand on the right shoulder was caught off guard and pulled hard, pulling her shirt open, and the button on her chest jumped open.

The skin as white as snow is exposed, and the clavicle line with obvious lines, under this warm color, it is as soft and attractive as the fine suet jade.

William's long and narrow eagle eyes narrowed, and dark eyes shook slightly, along her superior neck line to her right shoulder.

Sure enough, a sharp knife cut in the right shoulder crossed the shoulder...