Chapter 1694

Even though the clothes were new, Chantelle still felt too embarrassed to let Terence wash them. But since she was sitting and he was standing, she missed when she reached out to grab the shopping bag. Instead, she accidentally hooked her fingers on his belt. In an instant, his pants were tugged down slightly, revealing the toned muscles of his waist and abdomen. Her nails left a faint red mark across his skin, and the warmth of his body surged up her fingertips. She instantly withdrew her hand. Terence lowered his gaze, his Adam's apple bobbing as his voice dropped an octave lower. "What's this? Do you plan to wear the underwear without washing them?" Chantelle shook her head. "Of course not. I-I can wash them myself." At first, Terence hadn't thought anything of it. He had only wanted to help take care of her in any way he could. But upon observing her expression now, he realized that she was embarrassed. "And how exactly are you planning to wash them?" Terence stared pointed