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.”

front of her. She naturally took it and started drying the man’s hair

and dried

wind and the whirring of the hairdryer,

groaned inwardly

look like an ordinary loving young

does this even look like we’re about

the hairdryer away.

side on the bed and propped up his jaw, staring into the woman’s eyes. “Can I get

to kiss the man’s lips.

pulled her into his arms. “The thought of not being able to eat

is no worse at it than I am.” Ashlyn nudged him

the butler, was all smiles. “The ingredients have been

Ashlyn smiled in

was a foodie and a picky eater, which was a headache

salty

troublesome, and Western food was

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