Avery woke up the next day and found that it was snowing.
When she opened her eyes, she was the only one in the bed, but she always felt something strange.
She wrinkled her nose and sniffed, the smell was strange, but she couldn't tell what was strange.
Seems a bit fishy?
She looked at the quilt covered on her body for a while, and finally gave up the idea of smelling it.
Something Jason used, she smelled like a pervert, and she always accepted it.
Avery did not trust Jason. Before she left the lounge, she checked her body inside and out.
Very good, without any discomfort and red marks.
Avery was relieved.
She ignored her messy hair and pushed open the door to go out.
She usually gets up early because of the biological clock. It's only six o'clock.
The office lights were so bright that Jason frowned at the documents.
