Just now this guy was giving her a massage!
But what good had he done?
Amanda Smith became alert, struggling to move to the other side, "No need, you wash by yourself."
Samuel Johnson reached out a hand and wrapped it around her waist, pulling her tightly into his embrace and poured some shower gel on her, "Don't be nervous, it's really just a bath."
The shower gel, with its sweet scent, spread throughout the bathroom; seeing that he was truly washing her in a proper manner, Amanda gradually relaxed…
A moment later, her backbone suddenly stiffened.
"Samuel Johnson…" Her voice was somewhat strained.
Samuel was wiping her back when he heard her voice, "Hmm?" he uttered.
"I'll wash by myself."
"Don't be like that, we're almost done."
Samuel rinsed her back with water and then turned her around, making her sit on his legs, smiling brilliantly, "Amanda, actually…"
"Get lost!"
"You know what I'm going to say?"
