A quiet voice sounded in the corridor. Lucas slowly raised his head to face the figure in front of him that half blocked the light, with a faint smile on his face: "Waiting for you."
Adrian stretched out his hand across Lucas's waist, took out the room card from his pocket, took a step forward and pressed it against the door: "If you're waiting for me, you might as well get naked on the bed."
Lucas was about to say something in response, but was startled by the scene in the room. This was a private suite, and unlike his previous home, the whole room was enveloped in the fragrance of roses, and even the bed sheets were a lusty wine red color, with very little pine scent.
Adrian ignored Lucas and went into the bathroom. When he came out, he only had a bath towel tied around his waist, and his hair, dripping with water, was left hanging on his forehead.
Outside the sliding door is a leisure area, and the swimming pool takes up almost half of it. Lucas sits on the edge of the bed, and subconsciously his occupational disease makes him begin to observe the structure of this room.
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