C119 It Was a Feeling He Hadn't Felt in a Long Time

Just as I was about to leave, a door opened in the direction of my bedroom. My heart skipped a beat, and I looked at the door. Sure enough, Jorrell's figure appeared in front of me.

At this moment, he was wearing a nightgown and his hair was messy and stuck to his forehead. He looked a little lazy.

When he saw me sitting on the sofa, a trace of surprise flashed through his black eyes. Then