About half an hour later, Jared finally managed to fill up the water tank.
As he emerged from the kitchen, Agnes promptly met him.
While helping him to massage his arms and back, she said apologetically, "You must be very tired. Grandma is unreasonable! If being handsome is a crime, then you must be guilty of a heinous crime." Agnes's words made Jared feel really good. He raised an eyebrow at her, "Have you been eating sweets tonight? Why are you so sweet-talking?"
Agnes replied with a flattering smile, "Honey, you've worked hard, go to the room and rest."
There was no bathroom here. They could only wipe their bodies down with wet towels.
Jared was frowning all the way.
Agnes knew that Jared was a clean freak who couldn't stand not showering for a day, but the conditions here were really poor. There was only a large wooden tub in the room for bathing, but filling it up required boiling plenty of water, which was a real pain.
Tonight, there was no way they could take a bath.
Agnes's room was tiny, but Granny kept it immaculately clean.
The sheets and quilts were all washed spotlessly.
Agnes lay in bed, burying her head in the pillow. Jared also changed into his pajamas.
"Come to bed, it's already midnight."
Agnes was bushed, and Jared must be dead beat.
Agnes's bed was not big, and having two people on it was a bit tight.
Agnes tried to make as much room as possible, pressing herself against the wall to make Jared more comfortable.
But unexpectedly, Jared also turned on his side, pressing closely against Agnes's back.
Then, he pulled Agnes into his arms.
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