Chu Lin, having tasted and craved more, tried to sneak into bed again, but was stopped at the door. Morgan, accompanied by a squad of the Royal Guard, looked at him with a bit of helplessness. Chu Lin raised an eyebrow at Morgan. They hadn't stopped him yesterday, so why were they stopping him today? Everything seemed fine this morning, and he'd even managed to steal a kiss before leaving. He was busy with work at noon, didn't have much to say at the time, and had spent the whole day in a good mood.
"The young master said to let you in, and that I'll go receive eighty lashes instead. It will leave my skin torn. I really dread pain, so please spare me," Morgan squinted his eyes.
Chu Lin narrowed his eyes, "Give me a reason so that I can understand why I'm being stopped."
