Her laughter wasn't loud, but the smile on her face was deep, and she felt a little secretly pleased.
Usually, he would tease her, often treating her like a ragdoll, but finally, it was her turn to mess with him once.
"Is it fun?" Ethan Laurent looked at her face expressionlessly, his gaze cold.
"Hurry and wipe it off!" The temperature in the back mountains was already low, and at night, even in summer, the air was a bit chilly.
Ethan wasn't wearing any clothes, and Summer Ford didn't want to continue bickering in such an atmosphere, so she cradled his head and gently wiped it down again.
Her movements were much softer than before, and her pace had slowed.
Ethan watched her actions expressionlessly, his gaze quietly resting on her face.
Actually, as long as Summer Ford wasn't stubborn, didn't resist him, or wear a poker face, she wasn't that annoying.
