The living room was dimly lit, and Ethan Laurent could only see her back, unable to catch her expression at all.
But at this moment, Summer Ford seemed to evoke a bit of heartache in him.
A bed scene that was halfway through was interrupted by an unexpected phone call.
Ethan Laurent sat downstairs for a while before heading back to the room.
When he entered the room, Summer Ford had already gone to sleep.
Perhaps fearing he would continue where they left off, she had changed her nightgown to a more conservative one.
Seeing this, Ethan Laurent's eyes twitched slightly.
Didn't she know if he really wanted to, it wouldn't matter whether it was a nightgown or pajamas?
He lay down next to her, and naturally, his arm wrapped around her waist from behind.
Summer Ford was still awake, and the sudden movement made her body tense sensitively. She raised her hand wanting to pry his hand away, but Ethan Laurent scolded her coldly.
"Move again and we'll continue!"
