Primrose sank into the wooden bath, letting the warm water cover her whole body, leaving just the top half of her face above the surface.
Her cheeks were burning red, not because the water was too hot, but because just moments ago, Edmund had helped her release the remaining seed he had left inside her.
The memory alone made her want to sink even deeper and disappear under the water.
It was so embarrassing.
On the other hand, Edmund seemed completely unbothered. He had casually said he'd done that every time they had sex.
But back then, Primrose had been asleep. She had never been fully awake for something like that, and now that she was ... she didn't know where to hide her face.
"You can't breathe if you soak your whole head like that, my wife," Edmund said with ease, lifting her up slightly and settling her on his lap.
Fortunately, the wooden tub was large enough to fit both of them comfortably.
