Chapter 1102
- When Donald returned, Phoebe was sitting on the sofa under the warm lights. He looked a little pitiful as she didn't have any clothes to wear and was not in a good mood.
- Donald squinted, smiled and walked beside her, then half—squatted while staring at her little face. He did not say a word, and just looked at her.
- Phoebe immediately covered his eyes with her hands, not wanting to be sized up by his deep eyes.