Chapter 93. Lost Wild Horse Milk

At nine o'clock at night, Bryana wiped her face, which was still covered with light make-up, using a facial cleanser. She was ready to sleep because she was wearing white pajamas without a cloth on the sleeves and letting her hair loose.

Dean, who had confirmed that it was safe outside, returned to the room and immediately locked the door of the room. He smiled at Bryana who was sitting on the chair of the dressing table, then approached her and embraced her from behind.

"Are the kids asleep?" asked Dean.

"No, they asked you to read a comic before they go to sleep," Bryana explained, staring at her reflection with Dean in the mirror.

"Really? I thought they were asleep." Dean looked disappointed and was about to release Bryana's hug.

"But it's a lie!" exclaimed Bryana as he chuckled at the gloomy Dean.

"Now dare to lie? I have to punish this sexy liar." Dean immediately carried Bryana by carrying her like he had kidnapped a girl.

"Hah