Previous chapter:
Chapter 734: The Perfect Size
Next chapter:
Chapter 736: Can You Be My Shield?
PREVIEW
... er his wrist in protest. "D-Don’t! That’s not what we’re supposed to—"
"Calm down, Mom." Kafka murmured teasingly, his tone smooth and calm despite her struggles. "Don’t make it sound so scandalous. I’m just comparing. You asked me to check if the fruit’s the right size, didn’t you? So let me focus for a second..."
He didn’t loosen his grip. Instead, he shifted his hand slightly, thumb grazing over the top curve while his other fingers pressed into the underside, lifting and weig ...
YOU MAY ALSO LIKE



























