"My contribution." Ethan Laurent leisurely admired her in this state, suddenly adding another comment.
He said it with a steady face, but Summer Ford blushed intensely upon hearing it.
"Go to sleep." Ethan Laurent stretched out an arm towards her, acting as though he hadn't said anything at all.
Summer hesitated for a moment, then awkwardly walked over to him.
As she approached, Ethan smoothly pulled her in, hugging her as they both fell onto the bed, pressing her closer into his embrace.
His hand casually brushed her back, then he suddenly commented, "These of yours need to be replaced."
Considering their recent conversation, Summer quickly understood, even though his words were vague.
He was referring to Summer's underwear. Summer herself had noticed recently that what she had was getting a bit snug.
It wasn't very obvious, but Ethan could sense it immediately with a touch.
How well must he know her to be so accurate in such matters?
