The Plum Man with Rainbow-Colored Hair

It was in the middle of the night.

Originally, Isabella had planned to leave after putting Joseph to sleep. However, Joseph had been holding her all night, rubbing against her coquettishly as he snorted and talked in his sleep.

In short, he didn't let go.

Isabella was very helpless. She felt that he was like her son. She had to touch Joseph's head and body every once in a while and occasionally give him a new cooling patch.

In the middle of the night, she felt that his body was wet with sweat. So she had to change his clothes. Of course, she also took the chance to feel his abdominal muscles.

Then, when she felt that Joseph's body temperature had dropped, she was too tired to open her eyes and fell asleep beside him.

In the early morning.

The warm and gentle sun shone into the room, and the sound of birds was pleasant to hear.