The Three Little Guardian Angels

Chapter 216 Waylon hesitated slightly. “You...” “Are you shy?” Cameron looked at him and raised her eyebrows lightly. “Don‘t worry. I won‘t do anything to you. Just treat me like a man.” 

Waylon was at a loss for words. 

Cameron arranged her pillows, and in order to make room for him, she lay on her side with her back facing him and then added, “I don‘t move much when I‘m asleep. You have my word that I won‘t be touching you while you‘re sleeping, so don‘t worry.” Waylon smiled helplessly, smoothed the blanket on his body, and lay down on his back. The small single bed was indeed a little too crowded for two people, and it was almost impossible to turn over at will. 

Cameron lay on her side and left a little gap between the two of them, most probably fearing that she would get into contact with the wound on his arm. 

Waylon stared at the ceiling for a long time, then turned his head to the side and looked at the woman lying beside him with her back facing him. “You really don‘t mind this at all, huh?” She was flustered, then rested her elbow under the side of her head. “What‘s there to mind? This is not my first time sleeping on the same bed with another man. I‘ve eaten and stayed under the same roof with five or six men before.” 

“Didn‘t they get suspicious of your identity?”

me as if they were talking to a tiger, so who would have the guts to doubt my identity?” Waylon smirked. “You‘re correct in that sense

lights went out, the room was pitch black. The two were lying on the same bed, and

went to sea and stayed under the roof with those subordinates, she did not feel embarrassed. Perhaps,

little different with Waylon. He knew her identity, and that was why she felt a little

What she did not know was that Waylon could not sleep throughout the night. After all, it was his first time sharing a bed

because she turned over while she was sleeping and looked back at her four to five times. Waylon placed the back of his hand against his forehead. ‘Sure enough, not every woman sleeps as restlessly as Daisie does.‘ Meanwhile, at

doctors in white robes and masks walked out of the elevator, passed by the station, and knocked on