"Oh! Like a ghost, so ugly."
Mark Reed sat beside the bathtub, his hand naturally resting on Valentine Teller's shoulder, gently squeezing her smooth shoulder.
Valentine Teller saw him not wearing anything, too shy to raise her head: "You should leave."
"Alright, wash your face, I'll wait outside for you. Hurry up!"
Mark pinched her little cheek and turned to walk out.
"Why are you still not out, hurry up..."
Mark flipped himself on the bed, feeling a bit impatient.
"Come out quickly..."
He loved her soft body the most.
Only after Mark's repeated urging did Valentine slowly come out of the bathroom, revealing her fair, fragrant shoulder.
"Come here quickly."
Mark couldn't wait any longer, he pulled Valentine onto the bed with a big hand, flipped over, pressing tightly against her.
His fingers brushed across her cheeks, showing a blush, her skin after the facial mask felt smoother, like cream, soft and tender.
