After having her fill, it was time to wash up and go to bed.
As Layla was injured, Taylor didn't make her bathe him.
When he came out of the bathroom, he saw her playing with her mobile phone on the bed.
"Stop playing with your phone. Have you studied?"
"I'm injured. Can't I take a break for once?"
"Then you shouldn't be playing games either." Saying this, he reached out and grabbed her mobile phone away.
Immediately, she wailed, "No, no! Just let me play for a few more minutes. I'll go to sleep after one more round!"
"No. It's already 9:30 p.m."
"Come on, just one more!" Clasping her palms together, she batted her eyelashes at him pleadingly.
Seeing this, Taylor recalled what Gabriel had told him earlier that day; girls were meant to be doted on.
Perhaps he should change the way
