I saw Britney without any makeup, wearing a plain nightgown, but she looked fresh and beautiful like a lotus just emerged from the water, so stunning that I couldn't take my eyes off her.
"You were the one who came to me first!"
Just as I stepped out, I bumped into his solid and broad chest.
"Whether it was you throwing yourself at me, or me willingly coming to you, the result was the same!" Manuel held a bathrobe in his hand, and a glimmer of brightness flashed in his pitch-black eyes.
"You go take a shower! I will go to sleep first!" Britney lifted the blanket and lay down.
She can no longer look at this man now!
The scene just now noticeably weakened her momentum.
I'm not sure if it was due to excessive blood loss during her period or because she had been battling at work all day
