You Hit My Heart by Kylie Stanford

"Hey, hey, sorry, you guys go on." lvy hurriedly pulled Anderson out of the room, and then "bang", closed the door.

"We really don't ..." Joyce opened her mouth, but words had failed her. She had no idea how to explain.

Luther lazily embraced her and leaned back against the back of the bed, "It's futile to explain, so it's better not to say anything. Let's lie down a little longer.”

"Get the hell out of my way!"

Joyce was a bit angry and gave him a hard stare.

She spaced Luther hard, got up off him, went into the bathroom, and locked the door behind her.

She then turned on the shower, and the hot water washed over her body, washing away the exhaustion, along with the bad luck of last night.

She avoided the mask on her face and tried her best to keep that away from the water.

This was her last mask, and for the time being she had no time to return to Mufron to get a new one. If this mask was destroyed again, she would have to show her true face.

her pajamas out of the bathroom cabinet and

home with Anderson and rest

standing in front of the

are you doing? I think you should go back now." Joyce raised her eyebrows in question.

the early morning and didn't have time to take a shower. It's hot in the bathroom, so I'll go in

to your own apartment and take a shower? Why do you have to wash here?" Joyce sounded dissatisfied,

took his own clothes from behind him

that come from?"

it there for me. You don't know? It's been in the closet in your room for a few days. I have two sets

"What! Hey!"

that the two

to make a sound, Luther had already crossed her, walked directly into the bathroom, and in front of her, took off his shirt. Before the muscles were only barely hidden, now his perfect body

pretty face suddenly reddened like a cooked shrimp, stammering,

can I wash without taking it off? Do? I don't mind you taking it

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