She just stared, motionless, wide awake.
A moment later, Lorraine Hanson suddenly turned over, his handsome face came into her view. His eyes were closed, he seemed to be asleep. His handsome face was earnest and perfect, lacking the usual mischief, appearing much more amiable.
His dark hair was casually styled, not as meticulously groomed as in front of the camera, yet still stylish. His skin was delicate and flawless, enough to make any woman envious!
And those long and thick eyelashes, Tracy finally understood what it meant to embody a commander to perfection, and to reach the pinnacle...
She gazed in a daze, her mind somewhat blank, her expression undisguised with amazement, tightly staring.
Lorraine's face was calm, she thought he was in a deep sleep, but several minutes later, he suddenly curled his lips, startling Tracy, who instinctively shrank back, only to see the man abruptly open his eyes—
