Ben Lucas revealed his smooth, rounded shoulders for no more than three seconds before Lily Gray immediately squatted in front of him and pulled his shirt back down.
"In such cold weather, you're not allowed to take off your clothes!"
Lily's tone was fierce, but her movements were gentle.
She hurriedly tightened her son's shirt, buttoned it up, and even pulled his sweater over his head.
Despite verbally chiding her son for taking off his clothes spontaneously.
Her actions were gentle and adept, clearly those of a mother both doting and worried about her child catching a cold if he removed his clothes.
"No, don't put clothes on..."
Vivian Walters suddenly came to her senses, saying she didn't believe it, couldn't believe it.
"I haven't seen it clearly, I haven't seen it clearly... Let me have another look, I don't believe that's a birthmark!"
She had acted in so many plays, read so many scripts; such a plot twist simply defied logic.
