Summer Ford had been sleeping alone at home these days, and when she was by herself, she dressed very casually.
At that moment, she was wearing a very crisp nightgown, the straps falling loosely over her shoulders, and the hem had crept up high, exposing most of her slender legs in the air.
Such a sight, if Ethan Laurent didn't know her personality, he might have thought she dressed like this specifically to welcome him.
However, whether intentional or unintentional, this provided Ethan Laurent with quite a bit of convenience.
Taking a few steps forward, he turned her body to face him, bent down to give her a kiss, and began tugging at her clothes with his hands.
Feeling that the sofa wasn't conducive to larger movements, he frowned slightly with some displeasure, wanting to scoop her up and head upstairs, but Summer Ford's phone, which had been resting on her body, suddenly fell with a "thud".
