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Chapter 25 Shy Thing
Chapter 25 Shy Thing
Chapter 25 Shy Thing
He bent over to pick it up.
The soft cotton texture and the faint body fragrance on it suddenly made him restless.
It was Stella's bra, which had a very simple basic style. He held it in the palm of his hand and gently
rubbed his thumb over the cup. He wondered how it fitted Stella softly when she was wearing it.
Liam's lips curved.
It looked like C?
She was thin and small, but there was no ambiguity about which part of her body should be big.
Liam licked his lips. His throat was dry. He came back to his senses and was about to stuff the clothes
into the washing machine, when there was a knock on the door, followed by a little woman's voice from
outside.
"Liam, are you at home? Sigh, I drank too much water in the afternoon. I can't hold it any longer. I need
to use the bathroom..."
Suddenly, their eyes met.
Both of them were stunned.
Stella looked at him in surprise and then her eyes moved down. She saw the laundry basket beside
him, the pile of laundry waiting to be washed, the washing machine with open door, and...
Stella screamed. In an instant, her face blushed as red as blood, reddening all the way to the base of
her ears.
"What are you doing with this?!" She rushed forward and swiftly snatched the bra from his hands,
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Liam was somewhat embarrassed too.
She reacted as though a thief had entered the house...
Wait, she did not take him as a thief, did she? The kind of perverted thief who specializes in stealing
women's underwear?
Liam's expression changed. He coughed twice and answered her in a tone as natural and calm as
possible, "I have nothing to do at home, so I plan to do the laundry."
Stella looked down and dared not look at him. Her heart was still beating violently.
"You...you just leave it there, I'll wash it later."
"Didn't you say that this home belonged to the two of us? The housework should also be shared by two
people."
"No, no need, really! This is my own thing. I'll wash it myself..."
Stella shook her head again and again. Her shy and embarrassed appearance was extremely cute.
Liam gazed earnestly at her. The restlessness that had just been suppressed ran rampant in his heart
like a little beast.
"I'm your husband," His voice was hoarse, and he deliberately leaned into her ear and said, "What is
yours and mine between husband and wife? Isn't it natural for me to wash your underwear for you?"
Stella looked down. Her big bright eyes were a little uneasy, and even her breathing became slightly
more rapid.
Liam's hot chest was approaching her. Her small hands were tightly clutching her bra. She was
somewhat soft and docile in her nervousness, like a kitten who had no power to resist, completely
arousing the man's desire to protect and conquer.
A sudden force put Stella in his embrace, followed by overwhelming kisses. She was momentarily at a
loss.
She did not know how to kiss. Facing his strong oppression, she could only give a clumsy response.
However, her confused innocence made Liam more eager to cherish and conquer her...
Her little face was flushed by his kiss. She was panting heavily. Her big eyes were clouded with mist.
She stared blankly at him, not knowing what he would do next.
Was the thing that should have happened on their wedding night going to happen now?
"Liam..." Her tiny voice seemed to be giving him some kind of hint, scratching gently at the bottom of
his heart like a kitten's paw.
Liam bent over and picked her up, strode into the bedroom, and the two of them fell on the bed
together.
He was about to take off her clothes when the phone rang untimely at this moment. It rang over and
over again, persistently, as if it was sure that he would answer.
Liam let out a heavy breath, got out of bed and walked to the living room. The moment he picked it up,
he almost roared, "What's the matter?!"
Oliver was trembling with fright, and only after a while that he stumbled and said, "N... Noah...is it a bad
time to talk now?"