Humble man, Carter
She was also wearing a bathrobe, her sleepy eyes dimly, and looked at the people outside the door doubtfully, “What’s going on.”
Carter lowered his head, kissed her lips, and grabbed her waist again.
“Sleepy?”
“A bit.”
Humble man, Carter
She was also wearing a bathrobe, her sleepy eyes dimly, and looked at the people outside the door doubtfully, “What’s going on.”
Carter lowered his head, kissed her lips, and grabbed her waist again.
“Sleepy?”
“A bit.”
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