Shami quickly bounced up to catch the Elf Maiden who fell into the hot spring water, splashing water, and soft jade in hand.
"Got you, Lureya! Why is your hair on top! Did you twist your head off!"
Shami screamed in horror.
"What back! Because my front is here!"
Lureya lifted her head from the warm water, her golden wet long hair falling along her blushing cheeks, her face only twenty centimeters away from Shami's, her two puffed-up eyes staring hard at Shami.
They met in silent gaze.
The two embraced tightly, the hot spring passing the warmth of their bodies. The Elf Maiden's eyes gradually became infatuated, and the breath from her small mouth turned hot, wrapping her arms around Shami's neck, using a little force to close the distance between them.
"Lureya! This is a hot spring!"
"The hot springs in the books are quite a scandalous heavy disaster site! Don't worry, it's just the two of us now."
