Dawn of Mysterious Truths Chapter 222

Everett Zhang ignored the voice behind him and locked the bedroom door with a snap.

The window in the bedroom was closed, the curtains were drawn, and the light was dim. Everett Zhang took off his slippers and gently touched the bed.

Lifting the thin quilt, he lay on his side behind his sweetheart, hugged his thin waist from behind, and rested his head on the other person's shoulder.

"Wife."

Everett Zhang shouted muffledly, his voice filled with indescribable stickiness.