Chapter 123. Jordan, This Is the Living Room

Seeing that I was silent, he had no restraint. His hands turned around my waist, and then he leaned down shallowly and deeply.

"Jordan, this is the living room!" If he goes on like this, when Mrs. Yeardly comes back, I won't be alone in embarrassment.

"Go to the bathroom!" With that, he had picked me up, stepped into the bathroom, opened the shower, put me on the edge of the bath. He placed his arms around my waist, and bowed his head down.

I was not surprised, "Jordan can do it."

His voice is hoarse and magnetic. He grabs my hand and intersects his fingers.

After tossing about for nearly an hour, I was paralyzed in his arms, and he washed my body and found me clothes to put on.

He held me on the sofa in the living room before he went to wash me.

The wolf that is not fully fed is the most ferocious. I can feel it.

Liam had a lot of time to make a phone call. Jordan was in the bathroom. I answered the phone. I was a litt