The pants were long and loose, and regardless of how expensive they looked, he directly tied a knot at the zipper part, hanging them reluctantly on his waist so they wouldn't fall, before finally lifting up the dragging pants and walking out of the bedroom.
By noon, Beau Reed had already prepared lunch. However, Mary Douglas was sleeping so soundly, she knew he had been somewhat reckless both last night and this morning.
Instead of waking her up halfway through and facing her temper, it was better to let her wake up naturally on her own.
At least this way, the intensity would be relatively lessened.
When Mary Douglas went out, Beau Reed was setting the table by the dining table. He paused for a moment when he saw her coming out dressed loosely, his eyes constantly filled with a smile, and called her over.
Mary Douglas didn't hesitate at the time; she had encountered Beau Reed's skills over the years.
One could say that Beau Reed was an all-rounder boyfriend.
