Tyr's expression was a bit sour: "Right now, you're disheveled and still smiling at me."
Meow wanted to throw up, wanted to curse, and wanted to claw at Tyr's face.
Tyr's serious nonsense made Meow truly exasperated. She said, "You still have the nerve to talk, who took off my clothes?"
Tyr said seriously, "Me."
Meow pointed at him: "You... you... you see, you're the one who took off my clothes, and you still accuse me of seducing you."
It was him who took off the clothes, he voluntarily offered to help her apply a warm towel.
Now it turned out she was seducing him,
even a thief crying "stop thief" doesn't go like this.
Tyr looked at that delicate, flower-like body, only feeling dry-mouthed, saying: "As long as you're here, any moment is seduction to me, especially now..."
Meow didn't know how much self-control Tyr had used to stop himself from pouncing on her.
In this world, for a man to stay composed, either his body isn't normal or he doesn't like the woman.
