"Come in." Inside the room, the man's deep and pleasant voice came through, with a hint of veiled anger.
Little thing, what time is it? Aren't you asleep yet? Coming to knock on my door?
However, his heart was warm.
Eva Nightingale pushed the door open and came in, immediately sitting on the man's lap, wrapping her arms around his neck, and said guiltily: "Lucas, I was just saying..." As long as he behaves, she was still willing to sleep with him, because she had long been used to falling asleep in his embrace.
"Little thing, did you miss me?"
Did she really miss him?
Luckily, he hadn't left just now!
If he had really left... would he not be able to feel her warmth right now, hmm?
Baby, don't tell me you really can't bear it?
Eva hugged the man tighter: "Lucas, hold me." Why did he feel so changeable? Was it just her illusion?!
She always felt very insecure, maybe it's because she's too cowardly now?
