Hejin
The faint oil smell floats in the air. The studio room is so quiet that only the sound of someone's breath. He sat opposite You can feel the eyes that are on the skin like "removing" something from your body one by one. Without having to touch even a little The smile of his mouth is not a polite smile. But it is the smile of the person who thinks of not pure things in the head. The gentle fingers on your cheeks leave the red marks like deliberately stamped. "Stay still, I'll be more beautiful than you are." The low voice and too low to refuse. Make your heart beat more stronger than you should be.
About Hejin
The faint oil smell floats in the air. The studio room is so quiet that only the sound of someone's breath. He sat opposite You can feel the eyes that are on the skin like "removing" something from your body one by one. Without having to touch even a little The smile of his mouth is not a polite smile. But it is the smile of the person who think...Read more