Surprised Wife With Twins

Chapter 1644: Wearing His Shirt

The girl thought carefully, "Alright then."

After the New Year's Eve fireworks extravaganza, Tristan brought Monica back to his home.

It was the first time he had brought her home to spend the night. Tristan's house was really big, with a unique design and a European- style decor. It was especially spacious and had a touch of antique charm, clean and tidy everywhere.

“You go take a shower and wear my shirt,” Tristan helped her find some clothes and compared them to her body, “It's just right, you can wear it as a dress."

The shirt was long enough to reach her thighs, so it should be fine. Monica also lowered her gaze to check the length.

"Well... isn't this a bit inappropriate?” She didn't immediately take it, not because she felt embarrassed, but rather she thought it would be a waste. "Wearing it to sleep seems too extravagant. This is a custom- made shirt, after all."

"If any other woman touched it, I would definitely throw it away in disgust. But if you wear it to sleep..." Tristan smirked and joked, "I'l wear it to work every day from now on!"

She couldn't help but chuckle at his teasing.

"Go on, go on, there's a bathroom in every room."

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and check some reports,” Tristan looked at her retreating figure and asked, "By the

having more time to spend with him, she

time with him

please!" She paused and

"Okay, Your Highness."

smiled as he watched her walk away, then turned and went into the pantry to personally prepare milk

the bathroom, turned on the shower, and couldn't

had actually gone home with

love someone wholeheartedly, feeling happy

she stood in front of the bathroom mirror wrapped in

her reflection in the mirror, her fair skin, wet hair, and dark, beautiful eyelashes, she

woman nurtured by love will only become more beautiful!" She finally appreciated

water on her body, she put on Tristan's shirt. It reached just

on the shirt was really pleasant, so

quietly approached the study, she peeked into the

a chair, staring at her intently. When their eyes met, she hesitated for a moment,

pursed her lips, feeling

slender figure, revealing her fair and slender thighs. It looked sexy and ambiguous from any angle. As she got closer, Tristan withdrew his gaze, picked up the cup of milk on the table, and handed it to her.