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Greg felt the smaller body in his arms, and his entire being resembled an active volcano, ready to erupt at any moment.

Just as he thought about forcibly taking Lois back to her room, he discovered that the little girl in his embrace had actually fallen asleep.

Looking at her adorable and naive sleeping face, Greg couldn’t help but chuckle, hastily stood up, and carried her back to her room.

Just as he was about to lay her on the bed, he noticed that her body was soaking wet, which left Greg somewhat at a loss.

After hesitating for a long time, he had no choice but to place her on a chair, fetch a clean towel, and carefully began wiping her down.

Lois, even in her sleep, seemed to be aware, and every time he wiped a ticklish spot, she couldn’t stop giggling.

The room was quiet.

Greg’s breathing became more and more rapid, and his movements grew rough.

“Mmm…”

Lois suddenly murmured, drowsily saying, “That’s not okay, big brother, sister won’t allow it…”

Greg was startled, quickly straightened up, only then realizing Lois was talking in her sleep.

He took a deep breath, calmed his emotions, and refocused, helping her dry off

once more.

After a great deal of trouble with the cleaning, Greg faced another quandary.

Because Lois’s clothes were still wet.

Greg had no choice but to hesitate for a long while, unable to make up his mind, and eventually, he just left her lying on the bed to fend for herself.

Having done all this, seeing that nothing was amiss, Greg didn’t dare to stay any longer, quickly returning to his own room.

After a while, Lois suddenly opened her eyes, sat up from the bed, and glancing down at her own small chest, pouted and said:

“Am I really that small? Not the slightest bit attractive?

Thinking about how she had just pretended to talk in her sleep, giving Greg a scare, she couldn’t help but smile happily:

“I’ve been sneaking drinks with sister since I was very little, how could I get drunk that easily?”

Laughing to herself for a while, Lois’s face showed a touch of infatuation, “Speaking of which… big brother is really gentle, especially that princess carry.

Oh, I absolutely loved it…”

On the other hand, after Greg returned to his own room, he was surprised to find that Taylor was actually awake, lying on the bed and staring blankly at the ceiling.

“Are you okay?”

“I’m fine, just threw up a bit and feel much better now.”

Taylor’s gaze was a bit strange as she thoroughly scrutinized Greg, asking,

“Where did you just go to?”

“Took little Snow back.”

Greg helplessly said, “I mean, you know you can’t hold your liquor, yet you drank so much.”

“Hehe, my bad, don’t be mad, bro. How about I make it up to you?

“Uh…”

Seeing Taylor suddenly transform into a flirty tea-serving girl, Greg s inner volcano completely erupted, instantly turning into a ravenous wolf and pouncing on her.

All his pent-up fire was unleashed on Taylor.

The two of them were essentially an old married couple; many things were natural for them, even a single glance could convey what the other wanted.

This made their time together exceptionally smooth.

Furthermore, they were at a resort where nobody knew anybody, so Taylor let herself go even more freely.

However, while they were having a grand time, the neighbors next door suffered.

Lois, naive as she was, was merely curious.

On the other side, Taylor Ware had never eaten pork, but she’d seen pigs run plenty of times.

The moment the trumpets of assembly started on this side, her face flushed instantly.

“Damn that LSP!”

Taylor Ware was soaking in the hot springs, and when she heard the noise from next door, her face turned red with embarrassment.

Thinking of the strong body that had held her all night, now embracing another woman, she ground her teeth in hatred.

There’s an old saying, out of sight, out of mind.

If she couldn’t see or hear it, that would be one thing, but the bastard was right next door, his voice loud and clear.

How was she supposed to stand it?

Restlessly, she stood up from the hot springs, wiped herself off carelessly, and then returned to bed, trying to sleep.

She had thought the noise next door would stop after a while, but after tossing and turning in bed for over an hour, there was no sign of it ceasing.

Taylor Ware’s face turned green with fury, wishing she could rush over and bang on the door, but the thought of Greg Jensen possibly answering naked made her even angrier.

“Forget it, a moment of patience leads to a calm sea; a step back opens up a broad sky.”

Muttering to herself, Taylor covered her head with the blanket and tried to sleep.

Another hour passed by and Taylor suddenly flung off her blanket, saying angrily, “A moment’s patience just makes me angrier, a step back— ” She abruptly stood up and shouted, “Step back my ass, I’m done with this!” Having said that, she got dressed, ready to burst into the room next door to confront the jerk, when suddenly the noise stopped.

Taylor exhaled deeply, resentfully got undressed, and went back to bed to try to sleep again.

Yet, just as she felt she had barely fallen asleep, she was jolted awake, listening closely, the noise next door had started up once more.

Taylor was close to breaking down.

Now she didn’t have the energy to even go knock on the next door, and could only lean on the bed, listening to the sounds next door and zoning out.

Gradually, she felt a change in her body, as if a devil was breaking free inside her.

Her consciousness fuzzed, leaving only her instincts.

She didn’t know how much time had passed when the noise from next door had long stopped and Taylor Ware slowly regained her senses, sighed, and went back to sleep.

In the room on the other side, Lois Abbott sat on the bed listening to the noise from next door and couldn’t help but exclaim, “Wow, brother is so amazing, go brother…”

It should have been a crisp autumn night, but the people in both rooms were a bit inexplicably restless.

Only Greg Jensen and Lois Abbott, after cleaning up, held each other and slept profoundly sweet.

The next morning, Greg Jensen called for breakfast, while Lois Abbott went to the next room to call her sister.

After a little while, the waiter pushed the cart in and arranged the beautifully made breakfast on the table.

“Lois, come eat.”

“You go ahead, we’ll be right there.”

Greg Jensen didn’t think much of it and started eating at the table.

It took quite a while before there were finally footsteps.

When he turned around to look, he almost spat out the porridge in his mouth.

Lois looked normal enough, but Taylor had what looked like panda-eye makeup on, with two big dark circles under her eyes as she walked in.

Greg laughed and asked, “Haha, Taylor, what happened to you? Didn’t sleep well?”

A flash of panic crossed Taylor’s face and she awkwardly chuckled, “Uh, I drank too much last night, felt unwell, threw up twice in the late night.”

“Then come have some porridge to settle your stomach.”

“Sure, thankyou, brother.”

Taylor’s eyes curved into crescents as she smiled and sat down opposite Greg, then, as if suddenly remembering something, she looked up and said, “Brother, you were so awesome!”