Chapter 171: Self－Forsaking... Adele Young was speechless.
"Go to sleep."
Michael Wilson held Adele Young's waist and lay down on the bed with her.
The two of them lay face－to－face on the side. Adele Young was wrapped around his waist, her body sinking into his broad and hard chest. Her legs were also tied to his legs by him.
Other than barely being able to breathe normally, Adele Young was unable to move a finger.
Adele Young opened her eyes and stared blankly at the only part of her that could be seen—the man's Adam's apple.
Michael Wilson's skin was very white. At this time, her snow－white skin was covered with a layer of pink, and even her Adam's apple was stained with powder.
The man's Adam's apple was different from pink.
At this moment, it seemed a little out of place.
But
