The slightly drunken morning light leaped in from the half-covered window, the breeze flicked the beige curtains and swayed, and the **** the Simmons bed was still asleep, her face peaceful and beautiful, with a slight smile on her lips.
This time, Gwen slept very comfortably. Although he was ill, it was probably because of Lucas by his side that the whole person felt very smooth.
I vaguely remember that I was a bit dishonest when I slept last night. For a while, I felt too hot and kicked the quilt. Lucas pulled her back and rebuilt it several times, and was kicked again after a while.
It seemed that at the end, Lucas almost woke her up and gave her a beating. Fortunately, Gwen was well aware of current affairs, and before Lucas broke out, she fell asleep honestly again.
When Gwen thinks about it now, she feels that even if she is asleep, she seems to be quite aware of current affairs.
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