"I want to come down... "
"Be quiet."
"... "
The struggle was futile.
Eva's body started to relax slowly. It was not as tense as it was when she was being hugged by the man.
She relaxed her body a little, worrying that if she did it in haste, she would put pressure on him.
But she soon realized that such consideration was unnecessary. When she gradually relaxed her body, she found that his arms were still strong and stable, as he was holding her shoulders.
She wouldn't get to know what this man used to do.
It was no pressure for him to hit more than a dozen killers, let alone a little woman who weighed more than 90 pounds.
Eva gradually turned her attention to the scene above her head.
It turned out the stairway ceiling was quite clean ... Well, the dusty layout was also quite interesting, it might be the reason why the ancient people like to paint domes.
Naturally, her line of vision fell on the tough chin and Adam's apple of his.
