Daniel Marshall's sexy thin lips curled into a pleased smile, a warm, tender light twinkling in his deep eyes.
Suddenly, he lifted the blanket off Olivia Jenkins' head, blowing air into her ear, "Aren't you going to work today?"
Olivia Jenkins frowned in displeasure, slightly opened an eye to glance at Daniel Marshall, her voice hoarse from having just woken up, exhibiting her lazy charm, "I don't want to work, I wish I could just slack off... Leave me alone, let me sleep for 5 more minutes..."
The smile on Daniel Marshall's lips deepened, he hugged Olivia Jenkins affectionately, his voice low and magnetic, like a bass drum, pleasant to the ears, making one yearn to continue hearing him speak, "Wifey, I'll support you!"
Olivia Jenkins's heavy eyelids trembled, and slowly opened her sleepy eyes.
She didn't say anything but removed Daniel Marshall's hand from her face with her own hand, pushing him away a bit.
