Lily Smith felt nice and comfortable after taking a bath.
After her bath, she wrapped herself in a bathrobe from the bath rack, opened the door, and walked out from inside.
The young girl's tender skin seemed even more translucent and lustrous after being steamed by the vapor, her long hair still damp and clinging to her delicate and fair neck, with clear droplets falling from her pale skin, trickling down her collarbone and slipping inside the bathrobe... sparking wild thoughts.
When Sky Moore entered with clothes in hand, what he saw was this alluring sight.
His Adam's apple bobbed slightly as he averted his gaze to Lily's face; she approached, took the clothes from his hand, then reopened the bathroom door and walked back in.
Sky Moore took a deep breath, feeling his body temperature rising. He had been powerless against Lily since childhood, both his heart and body had long been captivated by this sly and lovable girl.
