The throat let out a moan, just this once, Anthony Davis regretted it, he shouldn't have handed the initiative to her at all.
He held Emilia Johnny's slender waist, tilted her chin, and said with a smile, "This kind of physical labor, I think it shouldn't be left to you, it's a man's job..."
Emilia Johnny wanted to say, it's okay, I can do it, I really enjoy this kind of physical labor!
However, Anthony Davis did not give her the chance to speak, lifting her waist and wrapping her legs around his waist.
The steamy mist in the bathroom slowly evaporated, surrounding them like a fairyland, the ambiguous atmosphere enveloping the entire bathroom gradually intensified, just like the rising temperature.
The clothes on Emilia Johnny's body fell to the ground at some point, soaked in water, she didn't know if she took them off or if Anthony Davis did, but it didn't matter, what mattered was that she finally did the most indulgent thing of her life.
