Chapter 413


    Joyce mentallymented that right now she was only wrapped in a bath towel, with nothing underneath.


    And with him holding her like that, she couldn''t even imagine what the consequences would be.


    "If you want to sleep, why don''t you go home and sleep? Isn''t your bed at home morefortable than


    this one?" She scolded in a low voice.


    "It''s not good to sleep alone. Don''t talk, I''m tired, let me sleep."


    The sturdy body, radiating a temperature that seemed to set her on firepletely.


    "What does it matter to me if you sleep well or not. If you don''t leave now, I''ll call the police." She went


    hard to get rid of his confining palm.


    Suddenly, his big palm loosened, but not to release her, but to fumble along the bath towel on her body.


    "What is this thing, it''s so in the way." He jerked hard and pulled out the bath towel wrapped around her


    body directly, and threw it on the ground casually, "Well, it''s much morefortable now. You call the


    police, the police will care about the affairs between husband and wife? How about you call Karl?"


    After saying that, his hot body pressed even closer to her, looking for a position that made him


    extremelyfortable, and went back to sleep.


    How dare him ask her to call Karl? She was almost out of breath!


    Now, she was naked. Although he was wearing clothes, with such zero-distance contact, her cheeks


    burned all the way to the ears, heart thumping.


    Just now, she dared to push him back, but now she was at a loss for words and did not even dare to


    move.


    His hands were in ces they shouldn''t be.


    Her mind was a mess, sleepy and tired, but she didn''t dare to sleep.


    "Let me get up, I''ll sleep on the couch all right?"


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    "Don''t."


    "Let go of me and at least let me go put on my pajamas."


    As if sensing what she was thinking, he adjusted his sleeping position and took her whole body into his


    arms.


    His voice was incredibly soft, "I know what you''re worried about. Don''t worry, I''m very sleepy now, I


    won''t touch you tonight. Besides, if I really wanted to, what difference does it make what you wear or


    don''t wear?"


    Joyce was speechless, "…"


    "Don''t move, just sleep." He coaxed lowly in her ear.


    It didn''t take long for the sound of his even breathing toe from beside her.


    It seemed that he was indeed extremely tired and exhausted and fell asleep so quickly. However,


    although he fell asleep, the arm that confined her did not rx at all.


    A strong tiredness came over her, exhausted, she could not afford to continue fighting him, nor could


    she stay up.


    Finally, she drifted off to sleep in his arms.


    The next day, the sun was shining brightly outside.


    In the narrow but cozy room, the red-golden morning sun shone through the cracks in the curtains and


    on the tiny single bed with the two people sleeping in each other''s arms.


    Joyce was the first to wake up.


    She opened her hazy sleepy eyes, and the scene in front of her eyes gradually got clear. This sleep


    was reallyfortable, and itpletely relieved her fatigue.


    When she tried to stretch her limbs, she realized she couldn''t move.


    At the same time she finally realized something… Damn it, Luther was still clinging to her! Memories of


    in her bedst night!


    And at the moment, he''s even sleeping with a harmless face.


    She was instantly ignited with anger and just wanted to kick him away with force.


    Suddenly, his eyes snapped open.


    The deep ck eyes, shooting the sharp light straight out at her, were like locked at her, and she felt


    nervous because of his gaze. She forgot what she had wanted to say, and even forgot to breathe.


    The next second, the man fiercely turned her over, and pinned her down underneath…