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.”

down in front of her. She naturally

towel aside and dried

eyes to the warm wind and the whirring of the hairdryer, like a lazy

inwardly

like an ordinary loving young

look like we’re about

Ashlyn put the hairdryer away. “How’s pasta

and propped up his jaw, staring into the woman’s eyes.

kiss the man’s lips. “You’ll like

into his arms. “The thought of not being able to eat

am.” Ashlyn nudged him and said coyly, “Let me

Ashlyn putting on an apron and entering the kitchen, Louis, the butler, was all smiles. “The ingredients have been replenished in the

Ashlyn smiled in

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

always complain that it was either too salty or too sweet;

food was too troublesome, and Western food was

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