Shen Yu propped up the counter with one hand, hung his head, bit her earlobe gently, and asked in her ear, "like me to touch you",A little bit, slowly, unquestionably posted, full of sense of existence.,"it's over," Shen said, leaning sideways and pulling a pile of paper towels from the bedside cupboard. "if your hands are sticky, I'll wipe them for you."。