In the unfamiliar suite, Cherish Turner would always wake up early. As she turned her head, she saw him sleeping beside her, his handsome face childishly innocent, with furrowed brows. She had always admitted that this man must have been favored by God to look this good. But suddenly it occurred to her that they seemed to have never taken a photo together.
As William's brows furrowed in his sleep, Cherish was startled and quickly fled into the bathroom. When she finished washing and opened the glass door, she saw him leaning against the doorway, bare-chested and gazing at her. He walked towards her, playfully embracing her, and reentered the bathroom, "Why didn't you wake me up?"
"I couldn't bear to wake you when you were sleeping so soundly," Cherish whispered, squeezing toothpaste for him and pouring water into a glass.
However, William was slightly taken aback, finding the statement oddly familiar.