Chapter 169

Continuing from there, she immediately woke up, glaring at him with disgust and questioning, "What are you doing here? Get out!"

Ronan couldn't believe his luck and blurted out, "This is a dream."

"Do you think I'm a three-year-old who can be easily fooled?" Lyra sat up, her face full of disgust.

"No, really, you're dreaming." Ronan struggled one last time.

"Before I change my mind, you better leave on your own, otherwise I'll call the police for trespassing!" Lyra's eyes were full of vigilance, not hiding her disgust and disdain.

After exchanging stares with her for a while, Ronan dejectedly grabbed his clothes and walked out.

He envied Matthew, that little brat had been staying here for several nights.

Lyra was indeed drunk, so drunk that she couldn't distinguish between reality and dreams.

After cursing at Ronan, she fell back asleep.

Ronan walked out of Lyra's house extremely frustrated, but his 'member' sho