"Mr. Marple, Mr. Hills, you should have important things to talk about, so we won't disturb you." Lumma felt uncomfortable just thinking about being in the hot spring pool with Adam, especially when she saw him naked good figure.
Adam lay casually by the hot spring pool, with his arms outstretched, revealing his strong and beautiful muscle lines as if a condescending king was embracing his country.
It was also like he was welcoming his sweetheart with open arms...
Lumma just glanced at him accidentally, and his beautiful muscle lines seemed to be engraved in her mind, lingering.
She sighed silently in her heart. How much self-discipline was required to get such beautiful muscles as he was so busy with work?
"We don't have anything important to talk about," Adam said and slightly raised his eyes to look at Lumma. Seeing her shivering on the bank wrapped in a nightgown and unwilling to get into the pool, he was suddenly annoyed. "Come down."