Wanted Poster: Entan

She was looking for her backpack again, and found it lying quietly in the corner. She tiptoed over to it and ran towards it, a Chanel lipstick falling out of the backpack.,The delicate lines, make one's heart race. Hair like seaweed, obscures the longed-for face.,"Well! This talent is truly good! His gaze fell on that small red mole, and his eyes suddenly widened. He hurriedly pushed it away with his left shoulder, then snatched the newspaper, staring intently at the back of the other person's shirt, his face flushing red with embarrassment. He innocently blinked, remembering yesterday's occasional prank in the suite, his scalp tingling."。