He was ordering a lot of things, and the spelling was quite onerous. He had unhooked her bra by accident while tracing those words on her back.

After fastening the clasp of her bra again, Maria walked out of the room with a straight face.

She took a look at Anthony, who was still sitting on the sofa in the living room, as if he really had difficulty moving his legs.

He looked like calm and innocent, nothing Like someone who had just done something bad.

Therefore, no matter how irritated Maria was, she couldn't vent it on him. She silently went into the kitchen, fuming.