
Ethan wished Diane hadn't looked at him with such anticipation.
"That's not bad."
"Have you seen another woman before?"
Diane's thought process didn't seem like most other people. "If not, then,
how do you make comparisons?"
"......"
Ethan remained silent. He just felt that there were traps everywhere. If he doesn't
be careful, she will fall into a set by Diane.
"No need to compare. I like the long legged."
"Are my legs long? I've never measured it before."
Oh God.
Ethan suddenly feels that his battle is against 300 ruthless enemies in the
The Middle East does not make its blood flow as fast as it does now.
"You want me to help you measure?" he asked as his father moved
a tad.
Before Diane could answer, Ethan stretched out his hand and swam to the
where Diane is.
The two were now facing each other in steam and were no more than two feet away
be separated.
Diane's face was red, but she didn't know if it was because of the hot water
too warm or because he's nervous and embarrassed.
"Then ... then how do you want to measure it?" he asked with a voice
gentler.
The sound was so soft that it was almost swallowed by the steam.
And she felt like she could hear Diane's heartbeat in this voice.
"Like this."
Ethan still showed a calm expression as he put his hand in the
in the water, take one of Diane's legs and use her other hand
to measure the palm of the hand starting from the heel.
"One palm, two palms ..."
Ethan is expressionless, but Diane bites her lips because she is so nervous and
embarrassed.
This is the first time Ethan has touched his leg.
Why did he have no expression at all?
Is he seriously measuring his legs?
"Four palms ..."
It's past his knee.
Diane suddenly started to regret this. How did he agree to do this ?!
He wants to take back his legs, but Ethan refuses to let go.
"Estane!" Diane suddenly shouted.
Ethan stops immediately. He looked up and asked very seriously, "There is
what's?"
"Uh ... How many palms have you reached?"
Diane wanted to tell him not to measure anymore, but somehow
that even becomes this question.
He wanted to bury himself in the pool. He doesn't know what
possessing it. Why would he ask such a question?!
"Now that you've asked me, I've forgotten."
Ethan looked straight at Diane. "Why don't I start again?"
He then started from his heels again. This time he was more relaxed inside.
"One palm, two palms ..."
Suddenly an explosion sounded from outside, as if the door had been kicked open.
Diane immediately panicked and pulled her leg back. He's snuggled up in the pool
only half of his head was on the water. She's very nervous.
"What's going on?" she asked.
Ethan looked up and was immediately angry.
Who's causing the problem right now?
He had already reached four palms and had already passed through the knees!
It is not easy to create this kind of atmosphere and it is not easy to get more
friendly with beloved wife. So who is here to make trouble?!
"There's nothing." Ethan suppressed the anger in his eyes. "Stay here and
keep soaking, don't worry. I'll go and see her."
She stood up and Diane could see that she had a muscular body, but
while his muscles did not bulge out, they still looked rough. Him
could feel that this body contained a terrifying strength.
There were scars all over Ethan's body from all sorts of wounds. That was
proof of everything he's been through over the years.
Diane became absentminded looking at him.
"Ethan..how much suffering did he go through?"
He suddenly felt his heart ache for her.
Meanwhile, Ethan had been wearing a bathrobe as he walked out without
a special expression on his face. But his gaze was fierce enough to kill
somebody!