Midnight Howling
Then, he arranged the couch with a cozy blanket and soft pillow.
“Um, Miss, may I ask you a question?” I asked the woman.
The woman looked at me and waited for me to say something.
“Um, I was just wondering why there wasn’t a bed here.” I have a curious question.
“The young master prefers a sofa bed.”
The woman held a remote, and a few moments later, the entire body of the sofa appeared from the wall, which is truly a bed, just hidden.
‘Young master?’
After rearranging the couch, the lady turned to face me.
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