ir’s clothes in the basket, he was again at a loss for what to do.


    “Should I pretend that I never saw them? Or should I put them into the washing machine?”


    Finally, he could not let them just lie there, and a still-drunk ir saw him walk out of the bathroom


    holding her dirty clothes. He was about to put them into the washing machine. However, she called out


    his name and stopped him.


    She turned over on her stomach, making her curves on the back even more significant, and looked at


    him with a smile.


    “Some of my clothes must be washed by hands. Colonel Wesley, I’ve washed your clothes twice.


    Will you please help me wash mine today?”


    Wesley’s face twitched at her words. Wash her clothes by hands?


    It was not that he didn’t know how to do so. As a soldier, he almost always had to wash his clothes by


    himself. But ir’s underwear?


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    It was almost as if he were holding a hot potato; he didn’t know whether he should just throw the


    darned clothes away or act Like a bomb was in his hands.


    ir clearly saw Wesley’s tanned face be red bit by bit. When he didn’t respond, she rolled on the


    bed once more and murmured, “Ah, my head is killing me now. Colonel Wesley, please just do me this


    tiny favor. Please.”


    Wesley gave in once again, and under her watchful eyes, he walked out of the room. He put her outer


    clothes into the washing machine, added someundry detergent and pressed the “start” button. Then,


    with her bra and panties in his hand, he walked back to her bathroom again without uttering a single


    word. Already a silent man, he Looked even more taciturn now.


    When she heard the running water in the bathroom, she smiled smugly and thought to herself, ‘Humph!


    It seems Like he will do whatever I say when I’m drunk. This is a good opportunity. I should do this


    more often. I believe he’ll surrender to me one day.’


    The sound of the running watering from within the bathroom stopped pretty soon, but ir was in


    no mood to let him off so easily. She raised her voice and reminded him, “Wesley, women’s panties


    need to be washed a Little Longer. Otherwise, we get sick.”


    Wesley didn’t respond.


    He really wanted to grab a gun and take as many pot shots at the clothes as possible.


    Nevertheless, he turned on the tap once again. This time, he stayed in the bathroom for so Long that


    ir began to feel sleepy.


    ir yawned for one whole minute and was about to get out of bed and check on the man inside the


    bathroom when Wesley walked out himself with a blue stic basin in his hands, his face deadpan. It


    Looked soical she wanted tough. He walked past her bed with his eyes looking straight in front


    of him like a car’s headlights. He reached the balcony and hung her bra and panties on the rope.


    After that, he walked back to his own bathroom and took a shower. This woman was proving to be quite


    a lot of work for him. He waited until the washing machine had finished working. Then he hung the


    remaining clothes as well on the balcony and then returned to ir’s bedroom.


    Shey prone on the bed, bored out of her wits. At the sight of


    Wesley, her eyes lit up and she threw back the nket.


    “Time to sleep.


    Come on!”


    Wesley frowned and turned around like a scared cat. Before long, he came back with a nket of his


    own in his arms. He first tucked her in tight and then covered himself with his own nket.


    Finally ready to sleep, he switched off the Lights and the room plunged into darkness.Content protected by N?v/el(D)rama.Org.