When Mary Kinson took a good bath and came out, she was ready to go.

William, who has been waiting in bed, lifted her eyebrows lazily, and looked at her with his thumb on her chin.

His eyes wantonly wandered in Mary Kinson, which made her uncomfortable.

"I... I'd better sleep in the guest room."

she walked quickly towards the door, and she didn't dare to look at William.

William hugged his hands gently: "Didn't you mention cohabitation? What are you running now?"

Mary Kinson raised her hand and covered her ears, and ran all the way out of the bedroom.

Just went out and almost hit Beverly, who was...