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.

going on

he

this guy have any ulterior

have to take a bath. It'll affect you." She tactfully

you."

a breath, she wondered what she should

into his bedroom. He thoughtfully

herself, wracking her brain to figure out what his ulterior motives were even after soaking in the bathtub. What was

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

bathroom door and looked at her suspiciously. "Are you trying to soak

mocking her

come out now." Rose blushed, saying, "Could you go out

Rose wrapped herself with

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

was completely

bed, holding the quilt tightly with both

face was

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

action was

went for a trip