Alexander quietly got up and switched places with Asher Land.
"Be good, sleep first," Asher Land whispered softly in Alexander's ear. Alexander nodded, and after lulling Alexander to sleep, Asher Land's gaze fell back on the woman beside him.
Inside the tent, it was almost pitch black, with only a very faint beam of light coming in from outside. He looked at her peaceful and beautiful sleeping face, and an inexplicable restlessness stirred within him.
His large hand lifted her white sweater, pushing it upwards...
"Asher Land, what are you doing?" Sophie Smith suddenly woke up, hurriedly covering her chest with her hand.
"What am I doing? Of course, 'reliving old dreams,' keep your voice down, our son is asleep."
"You..."
"Won't you cooperate? Hmm?"
Cooperate with what?
"Asher Land, do you have to be so shameless?" Sophie Smith reprimanded him softly in a low voice.
"Don't you usually like it when I'm shameless?"
Really? Which eye of his saw that?
