While Gwen was thinking about it, Lucas opened the door and came in with a dinner in his hand.
“Wake up?” Lucas’s lips curled up with a smile, and his eyes were slightly hot when he looked at Gwen.
Gwen was scalded by his eyes, and subconsciously tightened the quilt, lest he suddenly rushed over again.
There was no inch under her now, and she couldn’t guarantee whether Lucas was so serious.
Sometimes this man is so bad that he deliberately didn’t dress her so that he could take advantage of it!
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