Chapter 99 Cover The Spot Where He's Not Supposed To Expose

"Sorry, I... I didn’t know that you're inside..."

As soon as Bianca closed her eyes, it dawned on her that she should turn around and walk out.

After closing the bathroom door behind her in a haste, Bianca blamed both grandpas for not telling her that Luke was inside, though at the same time, her face was also flushed with embarrassment...

The two elderly men knew that their grandson was taking a shower in there. They, who had decades-long experience with relationships, knew very well that 'intimate contact’ was necessary to improve a relationship between a man and a woman.

This form of intimate contact could be in the form of physical intimacy or visual stimulus.

Without stimulation, there would be no room for wild and fanciful thoughts.

Without wild and fanciful thoughts, there would be no further development.

Old Master Crawford acted as though he did not notice Bianca's embarrassment and moved a chair over to take a seat. He began peeling apples for Old Man Rayne.

Bianca stood outside the bathroom, trapped in an impossible situation.

When Luke came out in his dressing gown, he walked past her.

The tall and straight male figure made a beeline for his huge bed. The dressing gown's straps were tied loosely around the man's waist, vaguely revealing his firm and well-proportioned abdominal muscles.

Bianca went in and retrieved a damp towel, got out, and wiped the sweat off of Grandpa's face.

’Do you feel better now, Grandpa?"

'Much better... Grandpa's health is worsening day by day.’ Old Man Rayne felt extremely guilty for this was his first time deceiving his granddaughter by pretending to be ill, but since he had already started it, there was no way

he could back out now.

His granddaughter would be furious if his lie was exposed.

Besides, he was doing this for the sake of two young people's future, so he deserved to be forgiven.

lips were very dry, Bianca said, "Lie down, Grandpa. I'll pour you

immediately, "Pour Luke a glass too. I think he hasn't

not

Crawford family inviting the family doctor over to treat her grandpa, it was not really difficult for her to pour Luke a glass of water while she was at

back in no time after pouring two

feeding Grandpa two sips of water, Bianca took the

his bed, Bianca held the glass in

lying lazily on the big bed, cushioning the back of his head with both of his hands. One of his long legs was bent while the other straightened, looking even more flirtatious than the

angle, his grandson's posture looked like

a single button was seen. There were only two straps around his waist that hung so loosely that it looked displeasing to

things even more awkward, he chided, "Look at yourself! Even your underwear is exposed. Is that how you're supposed to wear

eyes shot open. He looked as though he had just

know where to look and lowered her head to put the glass of

blanket?" Luke's hoarse and

timely manner. "There are blankets

on the bed and noticed that his eyes were shut while his thick brows were slightly furrowed. His thin lips carried no trace of blood. He was probably not feeling

last night. He's been having a high fever since he came back." Old Master Crawford disclosed his grandson's

cupboard and took out a

my door last night?

strange if he was not ill

walked back to

bed as though he had fallen asleep. His eyes

that my brother is sick?" As his voice rang out, Louis took vigorous strides in. He was dressed in racing gear and equipment from head to toe. He took off his gloves when

Bianca was also there, Louis held

did not understand the profound meaning

wasted, got caught in the heavy rain, and stood at someone's door the

at all. In any case, he would just make up

and could not help

be over very soon as all things would fade with time. Of course, she hoped that the

Louis asked, turning his

supposed to expose. Young people nowadays are simply absurd. If this was our era, he'd definitely be

misfortune that they had raised

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