The bathroom temperature was already high, and Jordan Astley's breath was a little heavy. He still looked at Ivelle Astley and said, "Is that okay?"

She lowered her eyes and closed them without opening her mouth. He took that as a sign of acceptance.

When a thing came down, her whole body almost fell apart. She wiped her body clean. The white gauze bandaged had been dyed red.

She twisted her eyebrow and looked at him a little angry. "Jordan, you're bleeding again. You said it wouldn't. Now, look at your wound. "

He was funny and calmly put on his bathrobe and said, "It's all right. Just let Brad...