Sir Ares, Goodnight

At one o'clock in the morning.

Rose had returned to Garden Of A Diary.

Gently opening the door, she entered the house and shuffled upstairs.

She tried not to have herself make a single noise!

It was just that as she went upstairs, she had accidentally kicked the row of decorative grass which was erected next to the handrails on the floor.

It made a small sound.

At almost the same time, the row of bright ceiling lights on the second floor came on.

Jay stood at the top of the stairs, frowning. He only slightly relaxed after seeing Rose. "Sir... Sir Ares!" Rose was frozen in place, stammering,' Sorry, did I disturb your sleep?"

"I haven't slept yet," he said.

Upon hearing his answer, she was slightly surprised. Jay's work and rest system was rigid. If there were no weddings or funerals, then these few hours would essentially be an immovable time of rest. She slowly walked up, raised her small head, and looked at him. He seemed to be in a good mood, judging from the slightly raised corners of his lips. He

looked really charming.

He suddenly hugged her tightly in his arms as if he wanted to meld her into his body.

Rose was dumbfounded.

was going on

tonight," he said

Did this guy

take a bath. It'll

for you." He was rarely

wondered what

he held her hand and led her into his bedroom. He thoughtfully started

motives were even after soaking

the day brightened, that devilishness in his body would fade away! She would be safe

suspiciously. "Are you trying to soak off a layer of

mocking her

blushed, saying,

Rose

holding a snow-white crystal velvet nightgown in his hand. He then peeled off her bath

was

tightly with both

face was already blushing

did you go during the day?" Jay had turned sideways, holding her

was really

a trip to the outskirts with