The man named Mitsui walked up to the girl step by step, and the tall shadow gradually covered her. For a moment, she felt an even more oppressive and cold atmosphere. Mitsui pinched her chin, and the girl's eyes fell into his eyes. Mitsui was slightly shocked. These were a pair of extremely pure eyes, as transparent as if they were not contaminated by worldly dust, soaked in tears, and flowing with light. The long black hair was messy and scattered on the shoulders, which was in sharp contrast with the pale cheeks. The thin white cotton dress just wrapped the excellent figure, and a pair of smooth calves were trembling slightly with fear. Mitsui raised his eyebrows and said, "I want this woman.