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.”

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

tossed the towel aside and

the warm wind and the

groaned inwardly

like an ordinary loving young

even look like we’re about

the hairdryer away.

his side on the bed and propped up his jaw, staring into the

Ashlyn smiled, bending over to kiss the man’s lips.

thought of not being

worse at it than I am.” Ashlyn nudged him and

putting on an apron and entering the kitchen, Louis, the butler, was all smiles. “The ingredients

Ashlyn smiled in

He knew the man’s appetite best, and that he was a

it was either too salty or too

was too troublesome, and Western food was

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