Chapter 28 She Who Had a Fair And Tender Skin Was Held By Him.

"Well?" Arno responded lightly. His voice was low and his eyes were still fixing on her. Dora was extreme nervous and thinking: What did he want to do? Kiss? No, no, no! Impossible. They were not so close? Definitely not! So what did he want to do? They were so close that the faces were almost stuck together. At this time, the distance between them was about five centimeters. Dora could feel clearly that the warm breath was over her face like a feather brushing across the cheek or the electricity...