Ashlyn got up with a stretch, her stomach rumbling.

She was just about to get out of bed when she heard the bathroom door being pulled open with a clatter.

The man came out with a white towel wrapping around his waist, exposing his eight packs that were shaped like a bar of chocolate.

This man was so perfect that one could find nothing to cavil about, even his body.

“Aren’t you flying today?” She blinked at him wonderingly.

“I’m flying tonight,” Lucas said, ruffling his wet hair with a towel. “Take your time to find a house. There’s no rush to move out.”

Ashlyn regretted lying about finding a house last night.

There was no easy way out now.

She could only nod with a smile. “My husband is still the best.”

her the towel and sat down in front of her. She naturally took it and

and dried his

wind and the whirring of the hairdryer,

inwardly once

an ordinary loving young

does this even look like

the hairdryer

bed and propped up his jaw,

bending over to kiss the man’s lips.

“The thought of

at it than I am.” Ashlyn

on an apron and entering the kitchen, Louis, the butler, was all smiles.

smiled

had been serving Lucas for many years. He knew the man’s appetite best, and that he was a foodie and

salty or

and Western

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