Wanted Poster: Entan

On a two-meter wide Sealy bed, lay a person half reclining. Their hair, long and jet black, was sprawled about like that of a baby's, fragile as a finger snap.,Her hand, which was holding the cloth, instantly stiffened. A flash of coldness appeared in her eyes, and a playful smile curved at the corner of her lips.,The delicate lines, make one's heart race. Hair like seaweed, obscures the longed-for face.。