Jason's body was stiff, and he almost thought he had an auditory hallucination, or his usual dream.
Avery said that this word is already the limit, and she couldn't say more. There are many clever tongues in the world, but Avery does not belong to this category. The man's stature is strong, and she has a cold-fearing physique, so that he can feel his heat like a flame burning all the time.
She didn't speak, her head rested on his chest. Listening to his heartbeat frantic, Avery bit his lip, his head gently rubbing against him.
Jason is a normal man, a normal man.
His mother hesitated and was no longer a man. He hugged her across and walked to their original room.
Avery and he lived here after receiving the marriage certificate, but nothing happened before the two.
She was abnormally clever and hugged him by the neck. She was so obedient that, as he dreamed, she did not hate him and was willing to be close to him.
