Chapter 23

He slowly walked closer while looking at Ruth’s long and fair legs.

The next second, he raised his hand and turned off the wall lamp.

The bedroom became dark.

When the mattress beside Ruth sank down, she could not control herself from rolling toward Abel.

They touched. The thin summer clothing allowed Ruth to clearly feel the man’s temperature. His body heat could roast her.

Ruth did not have any memories of sleeping with him on the same bed last night, but she did not feel awkward.

Her mind was very clear right then.

After living for twenty-three years, this was her first time sleeping on the same bed with a man, and doing it so consciously. Earlier, she had even boasted about it.

Her heart pounded very loudly.

Badump.

Badump.

Badump.

It was extraordinarily clear in the silent night.

However, even after her heart pounded for half an hour and almost jumped out of her chest, the man still did not do anything.

Fine, great. Men were good at lying. He just simply said that in