By somehow, it made him feel better.
He didnât go inside until he finished about five cigarettes in total.
As soon as he opened the door, he found that it was dark inside the apartment.
The curtains were drawn, and a faint sliver of moonlight streamed in from the narrow crack between the curtains.
The atmosphere in the apartment was a little romantic.
Waylen tossed his coat on the sofa, quietly crept into the master bedroom, and turned on a bedside lamp.
Rena was in bed, sleeping peacefully.
Her cheek rested on the pillow, her long chestnut hair cascading onto the sheets delicately.
She looked like a muse in a beautiful painting.
Waylen couldnât help but reach under the quilt and stroke her soft body.
His touch woke Rena up.
She opened her watery eyes and looked at him, biting her lip gently.
She didnât dare to stop him, nor did she dare to move.
Instead, she simply let him do whatever he wanted.
Finally, Waylen leaned over and ki*sed her.
The ki*s gradually grew more passionate.
After what felt like a long time, Rena finally pulled away and rested her chin on his shoulder.
In a soft voice, she gently asked, âWhyâd you come back? You reek of alcoholâ¦â
Waylen explained briefly, âI drank a lot at dinner tonight.
â
He sat on the edge of the bed and held her in his arms, but it seemed that he had no intention of having s@x with her.
Rena suggested, âGo and take a shower while I cook some noodles for you, okay?â
Her voice was so soft that Waylen couldnât help but lower his head and ki*s her again.
Rena smiled and wrapped her arms around his waist contentedly.
Truth be told, the two of them were both turned on right now.
But Waylen felt that it wasnât fair for Rena if he took her now, since he was thinking about another woman just a few moments ago; so in the on the end, he stopped ki*sing her.
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âwell, okay then.
Iâm going to take a shower.
You go make the noodles for me.
â
As he spoke, he stood up and started taking off his clothes while walking towards the bathroom.
He was usually a meticulous person, but now he left a trail of messy clothes all over the floor.
Rena knew he had done this on purpose.
She blushed, her heart pounding in her chest.
She couldnât meet his playful gaze, so she didnât dare to raise her head.
When Waylen was in the bathroom, Rena gathered the clothes on the floor and tossed them into the laundry basket.
Then she went to the kitchen to cook some noodles, which only took her about ten minutes.