So Mad

The woman's body sank into the soft quilt, rubbed comfortably, and then found a comfortable position and fell asleep.

Morgan turned her head to look, and couldn't help sighing. Sure enough, he was too conniving. He shouldn't let her drink this wine. Now, not only did she fall asleep, but his plan was ruined. Her sleeping position took up the entire big bed. You know, this is the extra-large bed set by the presidential suite, but with this woman lying on it, there is no place for him to sleep.

Morgan patted his forehead, dumbfounded. How is he going to sleep this late at night?

With such a big physique, he wouldn't be able to sleep on the sofa, would he?

Seeing the woman sleeping soundly on the bed, Morgan couldn't bear to disturb her, but he couldn't just sit like this for one night!

He is sitting by the bed, staring at Ashley by the dim light of the table lamp. Her skin is fair, her facial features are exquisite, and she has a pure appearance, but she has an indescribable charm. Her