In the early morning at the bottom of the garden, Cassie was drinking her morning tea.
Lennon's gaze was still interested in watching his wife, and his eyes held a hint of burning desire that even he himself could not detect.
Gazing into his eyes, Cassie felt her body heating up. Last night, although it was rather difficult to complete, but the result was surprisingly satisfactory to her.
Cassie stretched out her hands, blocking his gaze, "Don't look at me like that."
Lennon held her hand and moved it away, a smile could be seen in his eyes, "You are my wife, I won't look at you, who am I looking at?"
"How shy am I!" Cassie covered her face, feeling extremely embarrassed.
"This is a very normal thing." Lennon consoled.
How could Cassie be as calm as him? She felt her whole body heat
