"Mmhm..."
A girl's voice tinged with a hint of comfort reached his ears.
He frowned with displeasure.
Just hearing the sound makes him unable to endure? At this moment, he admitted, his body was damnably uncooperative!
He simply leaned on the bedside table, his firm chest exposed to the air, his back resting against the top-quality crafted bed cabinet, and with his other hand, he reached over to pull the soft and gentle woman into his arms.
All night, she might have thought he was truly asleep.
Actually, when she was asleep, he opened his deep and narrow eyes. Although he was awake, he hadn't gone to hold her.
One bed.
The middle of the bed always maintained a line...
No one crossed over.
It seemed as if there really was a chasm in between, impossible to cross...
At first, she seemed to be crying, and as she cried, her voice became alluring...
But he held her because he felt sorry for her crying.
