"This is my room, your room is next door. Jose Floyd, if you were to go to the wrong room, you shouldn't be coming here. You should be going to your fiancée's room!"
Jose Floyd's eyes were somewhat deep, and his voice even deeper: "Lie down, I'm saying it for the last time."
Nicole hesitated for a moment, then lay down beside Jose Floyd, her body somewhat stiff, deliberately keeping a distance between herself and Jose Floyd, sleeping near the edge of the bed.
Jose Floyd stretched out his hand, pulling Nicole closer into his embrace, his expression still cold.
"Jose Floyd..." Nicole's voice and breath became tense, her entire being entering a state of readiness, if he dared to take the next step, she would definitely act.
Jose Floyd looked at Nicole, his face slightly sinking, "Rest assured, I said I wouldn't touch you. Sleep well, I'm a bit tired."
