Lucas couldn’t help Gwen, put his phone on the bedside, turned on the handsfree, and flipped to a piece of prose casually, and just read it like that.
Deep and **** like old wine, the sound like a cello resounded through the mobile phone, like a magical power, slowly calmed her mood, and followed Lucas’s voice. Gradually become gentle.
Bewitched by his voice, Gwen’s eyelids fell uncontrollably, and her consciousness was gradually stripped away, like a pleasant sound, which made her willingly sink into dreamland.
In less than five minutes, Lucas heard the sound of light breathing coming from there, and even a little bit of drowsiness.
Lucas closed the book and adjusted the phone’s voice to the loudest. Hearing the girl’s breathing, the corners of his lips raised slightly, and his deep eyes were stained with gentleness.
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