"DRIIIIIIIING"
"DRIIIIIIIING"
The sound of an alarm ringing out loudly echoed throughout the bedroom where a young man with strange white hair could be seen. Spittle stained the bedsheet emerging from the side of his mouth while a stupid satisfied smile laid his face.
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A white-skinned young man sat inside a bathtub which revealead small bursts of steam occasionally.
Around him were three half-naked ladies with a body that would make the most disciplined of ancient monks swallow a spittle due to temptation.
Two of them were behind him, one gently kneading his back muscles, and one massaging his bones extremely softly, while in front of him was the third lady who had a plate filled with strawberries in her right hand with a juice box in the other hands.
SHOUT OUT. TODAY, I MET A READER WHO WAS A REAL GENTLEMAN. HE FINISHED READING ALL THE CHAPTERS, AND THEN SENT ME THE FIRST GIFT SINCE THE BEGINNNIG OF THIS NOVEL. WORDS CANNOT DESCRIBE HOW HAPPY I WAS. THANK YOU VERY MUCH FOR MAKING MY DAY.