Chapter 918, when Bella finished washing, her admiration disappeared.

Acacia knows why, at this moment embarrassed.

She grinned at the corners of her mouth and picked out a bright lemon-yellow lotus-leaf sleeve, waist-closing and big-swing dress in the wardrobe and replaced it.

While admiring returning to the bathroom of his room and taking a shower and standing in front of the washstand wiping the cream, he quietly looked at himself in the mirror, raised his hand and caressed his collarbone, thinking that Bella had kissed here tenderly last night and that he was now Bella's man.

There was a little more tenderness between his eyebrows, and his shy mood jumped...