Han Luo was shivering after she cum twice. She didn't have an ounce of strength left in her body.
After Mo Yuan finished, he wiped the white semen from her stomach that he sprayed a few moments ago. The water in the bathtub turned cold a long time ago. He didn't feel like bathing anymore. He carried Han Luo to the bedroom After wiping both of their bodies, he wrapped a towel around his waist and assisted her to put on a bathrobe.
"My clothes… are in my room…" Han Luo faintly spoke.
"I'll fetch them. Stay here," Mo Yuan told her and got out of the room.
Han Luo placed her hands on her rapidly beating chest as she saw him leaving the room. 'Why is he going out of the room without wearing clothes? What if Martha sees him and finds out? I had enough of her hatred for no reason.'
Mo Yuan came back without facing anyone accidentally. After they wore clothes, they headed downstairs.
