Chapter 1114

"Hey, hey, sorry, you guys go on." lvy hurriedly pulled Anderson out of

the room, and then "bang", closed the door.

"We really don't ..." Joyce opened her mouth, but words had failed her.

She had no idea how to explain.

Luther lazily embraced her and leaned back against the back of the

bed, "It's futile to explain, so it's better not to say anything. Let's lie

down a little longer.”

"Get the hell out of my way!"

Joyce was a bit angry and gave him a hard stare.

She spaced Luther hard, got up off him, went into the bathroom, and

locked the door behind her.

She then turned on the shower, and the hot water washed over her

body, washing away the exhaustion, along with the bad luck of last

night.

She avoided the mask on her face and tried her best to keep that away

from the water.

This was her last mask, and for the time being she had no time to

return to Mufron to get a new one. If this mask was destroyed again,

she would have to show her true face.

After taking a shower, she took her pajamas out of the bathroom

cabinet and changed into them.

She didn't want to go anywhere today. She just wanted to stay home

with Anderson and rest for the day, so she simply changed into her

pajamas.

When she opened the door, Luther was standing in front of the door,

leaning against the wall.

"What are you doing? I think you should go back now." Joyce raised

her eyebrows in question. He was really a cheeky man, staying with her

every day.

“I came back in the early morning and didn't have time to take a

shower. It's hot in the bathroom, so I'll go in and wash up too." He

looked at her teasingly, with a smile on his face.

“You can't go back to your own apartment and take a shower? Why do

you have to wash here?" Joyce sounded dissatisfied, "And I have no

clothes for you here!"

"There." Luther took his own clothes from behind him and waved them

in front of her.

"Where did that come from?" Joyce's eyes widened in surprise.

“Ivy put it there for me. You don't know? It's been in the closet in your

room for a few days. I have two sets of clothes, and two pajamas.”

Luther reached out and pointed to her closet.

"What! Hey!"

Joyce's face looked gloomy. Ivy really thought that the two of them

were living together?

She even took it upon himself to put his clothes inside her closet!

Before she had time to make a sound, Luther had already crossed her,

walked directly into the bathroom, and in front of her, took off his shirt.

Before the muscles were only barely hidden, now his perfect body was

showed in front of her as much as possible.

Her pretty face suddenly reddened like a cooked shrimp, stammering,

“Don't ... don't you take off your pants ..."

He looked back at her, surprised, "How can I wash without taking it off?

Do? I don't mind you taking it off for me?"

"That's not what I meant!" She gasped.

He smiled wickedly and continued to take off his pants in front of her, "I

don't mind if you keep standing here watching either.”

Joyce, "..."

Yeah, why did she keep standing here and not leaving. Obviously she

was trying to stop him from bathing here.

Surprisingly, it turned out that she was going to watch him shower on

the side.

As she watched, he only got his underwear on him, and she blushed

even more as she hurriedly turned around again, rushed to the

bathroom, and furiously closed the door firmly behind her.

She then walked out of the room.

Anderson was sitting on the sofa having pudding. He was holding the

coaster in his hand and there were some the orange curds left on the

silver spoon.

When he saw his mommy come out, he sized her up, and with a twinkle

in his eye, he asked, "Where is he?"