"Of course... not." He gently curled his lips; he was thoroughly enjoying her care at this moment.
"I want to take a bath now, would you help me?"
"I..." Eva Miller thought for a moment, "I'll call the caregiver to come over and help you."
"..."
Just as she was about to grab her phone, he stretched out his long arm and easily snatched it from her hand.
"I want you to help me bathe."
"Luke Land, stop fooling around." Eva prepared to snatch his phone back. He sat by the bed, and Eva directly pounced over him; he used the momentum to fall onto the bed, with Eva pressing down on him.
Smelling the pleasant scent on her, it seemed to remind him again of the 'stormy night' from half a month ago.
"You're pressing on my leg..." he said leisurely.
"Ah, sorry!" Eva panicked a bit, just as she was about to rise, he turned them over, switching positions with her.
"Me pressing on you, there's surely no problem with that."
"..."
