Under the dim oil lamp, Amelia Nian gathered her clothes with her hands, just covering her front. Her face was blushing, and she felt a warm towel wiping her back. She shuddered all over and her hair stood on end.
Ethan Gu raised his eyes, "Are you cold?"
Amelia Nian quickly shook her head, "Husband...are you done with the checkup?"
In Ethan Gu's sight, beneath her soft neck line was her fair back.
There was a slight redness on the waist that could be held in one hand, as if it had been scratched. Fortunately, the clothes she wore in April were not too thin, so there was no skin damage.
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