Alexis checked the water temperature and softly instructed, "Sit by the tub. Watch out for slipping."

Leonel leaned closer, softly caressing her face. His voice was hoarse as he asked, “Why are you suddenly so caring? I'm not used to it."

With his support, she stood face to face with him.

He had just finished a video conference, so he was dressed formally in a dark gray shirt and black pants. She pressed her face against his chest, feeling his firm muscles.

Looking down, she noticed his trim waistline and firm buttocks.

As Alexis unbuttoned his belt, she raised her head and whispered, "You haven't worked out in two years, have you? How do you maintain your figure?"

Leonel gazed at her intently. After a pause, he said, “I've been celibate."

She lowered his head and smiled.

She then pulled off his belt and unbuttoned his shirt, undoing each button skillfully. His upper body was flawless, but when she reached for his trousers, he gently stopped her, whispering, "I'll handle that."

Under the crystal lamp, every sensation was heightened.

Alexis rested her head against his neck, softly unzipping his fly.

Her warm breath tickled his neck, sending a tingling sensation.

"Leonel, as a couple, we'll eventually see each other naked. We can't always hide in the dark. Plus, don't you want to see my body?"

Of course, he did.

Leonel lowered his gaze, gently grasping her black hair as he pulled her into his embrace.

"But it's not exactly attractive. Alexis, I'm afraid it'll frighten you."

"It's not unattractive, Leonel. I won't let you feel inferior because of this."

His trousers slid down, revealing his injured left leg completely.

It wasn't whole; it seemed pieced together. Each patch of skin was different, and none were smooth.

"I told you, Alexis, it's horrible."