...
The bathroom door opened, and Julian's figure once again appeared at the door.
It was obvious that his previous shower was nothing.
The woman on the bed closed her eyes the moment she heard the bathroom door open.
It was as if she was asleep.
Julian walked to the bed, lifted the quilt, and lay down casually. He pulled the woman into his arms.
The sudden approach made Margaret move her body uncomfortably. When she touched his body, she felt the coldness of the water.
"Don't move."
"Julian, are you going to sleep in the daytime?"
Margaret quietly raised her head, her eyes falling on his chin.
The man closed his eyes. His face had softened a little. His delicate facial features were the most beautiful that Margaret had ever seen. He was more handsome than Bruce.
"If you keep looking at me like this, maybe I won't sleep. Haven't you enjoyed enough just now?"
The man suddenly opened his eyes and lowered his head. His gaze fell on Margaret.
