"What's wrong with me?'¹ James stood at the door with one hand on the doorknob. He raised his eyebrows and looked at her with an ambiguous smile on his face.
"You..." Elizabeth's face was burning hot and she didn't dare to look at James who was smirking, "Why don't you wear clothes?" He was completely naked.
Besides, he didn't even wipe his wet hair and body. Water drops rolled down his body from time to time, which made her so shy.
She swallowed with difficulty.
"I forgot to take clothes with me."
"Isn't there a bath towel inside?"
James didn't take it seriously, "What should I wear a bath towel? I'm so comfortable in this way."
Comfortable?
Looking at Elizabeth's face which was as red as a ripe shrimp, James was overjoyed in heart, but his face was serious, "Why don't you look at me while speaking?"
Elizabeth stared at the ground with depression and stuttered, "You... How can I look at you?" She felt so ashamed!
"What's wrong with me?"
"Don't you know what you look like?"
James raised his eyebrows. After a while, he seemed to suddenly realize something and said, "Oh! You mean I'm not wearing any clothes?"
Just as Elizabeth was about to say "It's fine that you know it¹', James added, "Darling, do you feel shy? You've seen every part of my body, haven't you? Well..." He thought for a moment and said, "You not only have seen my body, but you also touched..."
"Hey! That's enough!" Elizabeth was anxious and raised her head, but she didn't expect to see his private part again. She immediately turned her head, "Why are you still standing there? Come and get dressed!"
"Oh." James nodded and walked towards her with a smug smile.
"If you... forget to bring your clothes in the future, you can call me to take them for you. Otherwise, what if Jane comes in? That will be so improper."
However, James thought, "How could she dare to stay in my room like this without my permission?"
Although he thought like this, he said, "Why do you worry about so much? Didn't I know that you were the person outside the bathroom? Besides, not everyone can watch my body."
Elizabeth coughed awkwardly and changed the subject, "Have you forgotten what the doctor said? Your wounds can't touch water these days! Why did you go to take a bath? What if your wounds get inflamed?"
Speaking of this, she forgot something and couldn't help looking up at him again. As a result, she was shocked by what she saw.
Well... his pen*s seemed to be stimulated by something and he suddenly had an erection at an indescribable speed.
"You..."
Seeing that Elizabeth's eyes widened in an instant and her face blushed, James didn't feel ashamed or embarrassed at all. Instead, he raised his eyebrows proudly and smiled. He winked at her and said, "Are you satisfied with what you've seen?"
Every time he signed his name, he cursed at the bottom of his heart. He really couldn't control himself because he felt really uncomfortable.
What made him the most speechless was that the wounds on his body finally became itchy because he took a bath smugly just now.
"Alas!" After a while, he couldn't stand it anymore and wanted to scratch the wounds.
Elizabeth certainly wouldn't allow him to do that. She grabbed his hand, "Don't scratch it, otherwise it can't be cured all the time!" After that, she complained again, "I told you not to touch the water. Look at you now!"
"Stop criticizing me. I feel so itchy now." James said pitifully, "Could you scratch it for me?"
"No! I just applied the medicine to you, so you have to endure for a while."
James complained gloomily, "What medicine is that? Why doesn't it work?" If he knew that he would be so uncomfortable, he... would rather choose to be smelly for several days than take a bath. The itching feeling was simply cruel torture.
"Your wounds have become slightly inflamed." Elizabeth glared at him, "Will you be so willful again?"
"No, I was wrong." James said with an uneasy face, "Honey, help me, or just let go of me and I can do it by myself."
"In this way, your wounds won't be healed all the time!"
James felt very itchy, but she didn't allow him to scratch it. He was very annoyed, "If you didn't ask me to cook, how could I be like this? Now I just let you scratch my wounds for me, but you refuse me. Do you know how uncomfortable I feel?"
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