Chapter 839 Last Night

Seeing this, Lincoln took off his suit and shirt. The next second, Zayla's clothes were also unbuttoned and scattered on the bed, and the quilt wrapped them tightly. They stuck to each other while being naked. Zayla was freezing, and a natural heater like Lincoln was like a savior. She desperately wanted to bury herself in his arms. She stretched out and hugged him tightly, frantically absorbing his warmth, trying to recover from the cold... Lincoln frowned and felt a bit uncomfortable. But compared to her situation, his tiny suffering was simply nothing. "Lincoln..." She muttered in her sleep, calling his name again. He rested his chin on the top of her head and responded gently, "I'm always here." This night, he held her in his arms and did not let go. Lincoln had been paying attention to her situation the whole time and almost stayed up all night. It wasn