Chapter 886

Perhaps it was ticklish or something else, but Irene was moving around a lot. She then wrapped her arms around Isaac's neck and pressed her face against his, purring tenderly, "It's hot… I feel so hot…" Her cheeks were pinkish and droplets covered her devilish figure. And the way she wiggled in his arms was utterly alluring, just like a seductive succubus! Isaac lowered his eyes through the steam from the hot bath, but restrained himself. Gulping, he rasped, "Don't move. It will be over soon." "Urgh…" She kept struggling nonetheless. "It's so stuffy." It was certainly the case in this bathroom! "That's enough," he growled, forced to firmly hold onto her flailing hands as he washed her hair, soaking it thoroughly with bubbles. When he was done, he carried her out of the bathtub, and they both stood under the shower sprinklers to wash off the suds. Through it all, Irene's body was glued to his. After everything was done, he pulled out a bathrobe and draped it carelessly over h