While singing, Millie’s voice gradually grew quieter, and she eventually drifted off to sleep.

Suppressing his desire for intimacy, Marcus slid his hand under her warm clothing, softly caressing her buttocks. When she let out a drowsy moan, he withdrew his hand and tucked her in. He then planted a tender kiss on her fragrant hair and settled into slumber, satisfied.

Simultaneously, in a local hotel, a tall, silver-haired elderly man stood before a realistic mural featuring a fierce lion.

The old man’s attire bore a yellow dragon embroidery on the front, and he clutched a blood-red pearwood walking stick, which was heavy with complex graphics and text.

At that moment, the door was softly pushed open, and a man in his sixties entered.

man didn’t turn to acknowledge the

is my

He underwent surgery at the town hospital and is currently recovering there. The gunshot injury isn’t severe,

on his crutch and headed towards the tea

the floor seemed to send shivers down

promptly moved to position the chair correctly

“What about that woman?”

Angela’s Library

She has been by

Victor snorted.

toxic. Doesn’t he grasp the gravity of the situation? I’ve urged

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