“Weren't you silently criticizing me for not performing well last night? Yet you've worn yourself out today."

Alexis nipped at his hand.

Leonel offered a gentle smile, followed by a lingering kiss, before scooping her up and leading her to the dining area.

A faint blush colored Alexis' cheeks. "Tidy up the sofa. The cleaning lady might spot it tomorrow. It's not good."

Chuckling, Leonel remarked, "You're not one to be bashful."