Biting Earlobe

At the thought of the intimate interaction between the two of them in the past, Jocelyn couldn't help but bite her lower lip, and she toyed with the phone in embarrassment.

Aren could tell that Jocelyn was nervous, but he did not plan to sleep in a separate bed.

"Of course you have to sleep with me. Otherwise, where do you want to sleep?"

Aren asked as he unbuttoned his shirt. A large area of his chest was revealed, and Jocelyn could clearly see his well-defined abs.

Under the light, Aren's muscles were covered in a golden layer, looking like a god.

Jocelyn salivated, unable to take her eyes off of him.

If there was a mirror at this moment, Jocelyn would herself looking like a wolf who had been hungry for a long time.

When Aren noticed Jocelyn's subtle reaction, he intentionally unbuttoned slower, and there was a smirk on his face. After undoing the last button, he tore his shirt apart.