Jaylene was awakened by the sunlight outside the window that was piercing her eye. As she opened her eyes, the sun had already risen quite high, and the room was filled with a layer of goose-yellow light.
She rubbed her forehead with her hand and sat up, only to realize that she was completely bare. She immediately wrapped herself in the air-conditioning quilt next to her, and then—
As she turned her head, she saw Joseph Thompson, who had also woken up, with a content smile on his face.
She couldn't help but glare at him, "Why didn't you close the curtains last night?"
Thinking about last night, when they had started on the imperial concubine couch in the living room, then the carpet, bathroom, kitchen area, and even the balcony.
It seemed like they had rolled over every place, and Joseph had incredible stamina, desiring her again and again. Most importantly, each time, he lasted incredibly long.
