Mark kissed her for a while.

Looking at her flushed face, he uttered words of love directly for the first time.

"Cecilia, you're so beautiful."

Although they were words of love, they were also true. Waylen and Cecilia were both stunning and eye-catching.

At this moment, Cecilia's long hair cascaded like seaweed on the white sheets, paired with her delicate face, which made her truly enchanting.

She was much younger than him, and Mark loved her deeply.

He kissed her on the cheek before straightening up. He removed his light blue shirt and spread it on the bedsheet.

Then, he gently placed her on top of the shirt.

“No one has slept in this bed for a long time, and I'm afraid there might be bugs," he explained.

Cecilia's face turned even redder.

Mark bent his knees and looked down at her, starting to have sex with her. Their clothes fell to the floor one by one...

She reached out to hug his neck and whispered, “Are there really bugs?" Mark smiled.

At this point, she was worried about that...

When she was on the verge of tears due to his teasing, he whispered harshly in her ear, “Are you still afraid of bugs?"

Cecilia playfully pushed him and protested.

Mark didn't show any mercy at all. After all, she had said something wrong...

She had said he was getting old. But Mark was full of energy in bed.

After their intimate encounter, Mark changed the bed sheets.

He casually discarded the light blue shirt onto the floor, where it lay, wrinkled and soaked with sweat.

Cecilia retreated to the head of the bed, a faint trace of redness evident at the corner of her eyes, indicating that she had shed some tears.

Mark took charge of tidying up the room.

He collected the soiled sheets and placed them in the washing machine. He even took care of washing her underwear and ensured it was dried. Surprisingly, he also retrieved the light blue shirt from the floor. Cecilia had assumed he would simply throw it away, but he proved to be quite thrifty, stating that he could still wear it after a wash.