the Wilson.
Rita quietly entered the room.
Liam was gently hugged by her, the original gloomy mood was instantly better, a low smile, turned to embrace Rita, "My Rita, miss me?"
Before she could answer, she was picked up by the man in a horizontal embrace.
Forced to lean into the man's arms, her small face brushed red, "What are you ...... you you doing?"
"Sleeping with you."
The man faintly spat out a few words, Rita face a hot but quickly regained his composure.
She looked at the man's red eyes and knew he hadn't slept much again.
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