Harrison Lucas carefully came out of the bathroom with a wet, cleaning towel in his hand.
She gently walked to the bed and lifted the corner of the blanket, preparing to clean up the dried stains on the messy bed.
But...
"Strange, why is there nothing here?"
Harrison looked at the clean sheets, her mind a bit stuck.
Usually, after the young master hugs her like this and that all night, there would definitely be traces left on the sheets.
Perhaps last night, the young master restrained himself?
Thinking this, Harrison lifted the blanket corner a little higher.
Ben Lucas's two long, strong legs were thus exposed in front of Harrison.
Such firm and powerful thighs, she had seen in the Military Camp, without any burden, Harrison's eyes moved from the bottom to the top, and stopped on the Ben Lucas wrapped in fabric.
Early in the morning, even when still asleep, Ben Lucas was already full of energy.
Strange, the young master actually wore pants.
