Shit, she actually muddleheadedly slept with the Young Master last night just like that!
When Harrison Lucas woke up, that was the very first sentence that flashed through her mind.
She sucked in a sharp breath as a chill swept over her, and Harrison Lucas finally sobered up a bit more.
What the hell is going on now?!
Now, she was lying stark naked, boneless and limp, on the Young Master's bed.
And the Young Master, who never allowed anyone to casually get near him, was lying on his side behind her, one big hand clamped firmly around her waist, his thin lips pressed right up against her ear.
His steady breathing brushed against the side of her ear from behind every now and then, jolting her wide awake.
Harrison Lucas's cool little face instantly drooped, turning into a bitter-melon face.
Harrison, oh Harrison, how could you be so reckless and sleep with the Young Master… Father and your brother both warned you, your gender absolutely cannot be exposed.
