Alex spent a full half hour in the bath until his skin was wrinkled from the moisture. He found himself in a
predicament
Waltz’s intention was very obvious, the only thing lacking was the words “come onto me” written on her face. However, did he dare to make advances on her?
He was conflicted as it was a very difficult decision.
As a married man, Alex had yet to sleep with his wife, Dorothy. He was really afraid that he would lose
control and slept with Waltz! When the time came, how could he explain it to Dorothy? How could he explain
it to Waltz. What if Waltz wanted him to divorce Dorothy and marry her instead…
It was indeed a tough decision.
Therefore, he deliberately dragged the time out in the bathroom. He thought
she would have fallen asleep. To his surprise, she was leaning on the headboard of the bed and playing on her

phone. She was wide awake. Seeing Alex with his dripping wet hairs, she immediately put down her phone and grabbed a hairdryer as she
said in excitement, “Senior, let me dry your hair!
It’s not good sleeping with a head of wet hair.”
“It’s fine, I can do it on my own. You should just hurry and sleep!” After seizing the hairdryer, Alex plugged the power source and started drying his hair.
He thought, ‘How should I spend the night? Perhaps I should work on the cultivation of the Force. She can
sleep on the bed while I sit on the floor.’
Just as he was in deep thought, Waltz’s soft voice came from behind. “Senior…” He turned around, and gasped in surprise. He saw Waltz was lying sideways on the bed, with her camisole pajama barely covering her hip. Her long, slender, flawless legs were exposed as she gently moved her finger along the curvy figure of her leg. Her pose
was seductive, her demeanor was coquettish and tempting. ‘Oh God!’
Alex stared at her for a good half-minute with his nose on the verge of bleeding. “What… What’s the matter?” Waltz chuckled. “Senor, you look good when you dry your hair.” Alex was taken aback for a while, he turned around awkwardly. He secretly wiped his nose and was relieved to find that he wasn’t experiencing an actual nosebleed. “Senior…”
“Yes!”
“Do you think I’m pretty?”
“… Yes!”
“Why don’t you even look at me then?”
This wasn’t an issue of looking at her but the issue of him keeping his sanity!
After drying his hair, he set down the hairdryer and turned around… ‘Holy sh*t, she was actually removing
her clothes.’ He hurriedly called out, albeit in a softer voice, “Don’t do it!” He then pounced onto her to stop what she was doing. Waltz reached out her hand and switched off the light
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