“Who provoked you this morning?” Lucas whispered in Gwen’s ear.
“You!” Gwen was a bit aggrieved.
Lucas raised his eyebrows slightly, put her arms around her legs, and asked softly, “What’s wrong?”
Gwen bit the bread while pinching the soft flesh between his waist and abdomen, his voice dull: “I’m so tired.”
After tossing for most of the night, she felt a little want to sleep.
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