Alden exhaled, stretched out his hand to pull Ellis's finger, touched his fingertip lightly at first, then grabbed it regardless, and walked into the hotel.
It felt like bringing Ellis home, and I suddenly felt a sense of accomplishment.
He didn't want to take a shower either. He felt that the past twenty-four hours had been too dramatic, like he was in a dream.
He directly opened the quilt and lay down, leaning on one side of the bed, leaving a large area for Ellis.
Hearing the sound of Ellis taking off his clothes, Alden's nerves became tense, not because of fear, but because he felt everything about the other person more sensitively.
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