Chapter 111 A Night

She went into the bathroom. When she came out again, he still pinched a cigar.
Hearing the door open, he raised eyes to see her.
And what she was taking was a very conservative cotton nightdress. she wore slippers with water on her small white feet, and water was dripping on her hair. Her wet hair hung down on her shoulders at will, and she was standing at the door of the bathroom with butterflies in her heart.
Nervous, nervous, shy, helpless...
His eyes darkened as he looked at her....