Grace Smith hugged the quilt immediately, and her face was hot. She looked at his well-build figure which was tall and straight. When Heinz Jones got to the window, he stood there and looked out.
He frowned when he saw the people from his window.
What were they doing in the yard?
He reached out and closed the window.
Heinz came back with a frown.
Grace glanced at him and immediately buried her face in the quilt, not daring to look at him.
Heinz walked back to the bed with a cool breeze that blew behind him.
"Heinz, let's take a rest," Grace's muffled voice came under the quilt.
"Take a rest?" He frowned. "Do you think I can take a rest in my current state?"
Grace shook her head and said, "But I feel tired. Please let me rest for a while."
“It’s only the second time, yet you are already tired? Looks like your body needs some training,” He said.
"No, it's not like that. You're the one who don't know how to be kind to women," She couldn't help complaining.