Chapter 7

Ashlyn got up with a stretch, her stomach rumbling.

She was just about to get out of bed when she heard the bathroom door being pulled open with a clatter.

The man came out with a white towel wrapping around his waist, exposing his eight packs that were shaped like a bar of chocolate.

This man was so perfect that one could find nothing to cavil about, even his body.

“Aren’t you flying today?” She blinked at him wonderingly.

“I’m flying tonight,” Lucas said, ruffling his wet hair with a towel. “Take your time to find a house. There’s no rush to move out.”

Ashlyn regretted lying about finding a house last night.

There was no easy way out now.

She could only nod with a smile. “My husband is still the best.”

towel and sat down in front of her. She naturally took it and started

and dried his

to the warm wind and the

inwardly once

like an ordinary loving young

this even look like we’re about to

the hairdryer away. “How’s

up his jaw, staring into the woman’s eyes. “Can

kiss the man’s lips. “You’ll

out and pulled her into his arms. “The thought of not being able

I am.”

putting on an apron and entering the kitchen, Louis, the butler, was all smiles. “The ingredients have

smiled in

a foodie and a picky

it was either too salty

was too troublesome, and Western food was too

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