Even the biggest double bathtub only had so much space, so he could only help his already naked wife to step in carefully. He was shivering on one side as he undressed, as if he were a concubine about to be attended to.
As soon as he laid down, as soon as his body touched her soft shoulder, it immediately created a strong chemical reaction. In the past, he would have been happy to let little Robert Thomson out to hunt, but now he hoped that he would stay dormant and rest, so he wouldn't lose such a big face just after getting into the water!
"I... I'd better get up." He got up from the water, which rippled and flowed, before he could stand firm, Emma Smith softly said, "It's okay, come back down."
"I can't! The doctor said you hit your belly today, so I can't touch it." He shook his head immediately, his whole body tense. Feeling somewhat embarrassed and somewhat stifled, he decided to leave: "You just take a nice bath. You've been tired all day. Get some rest."
