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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figure and asked, "By the way, would

finally having more time to spend with him, she

able to spend a little more time with him would make

She paused

"Okay, Your Highness."

her walk away, then turned and went into the pantry

the shower, and couldn't

gone home with

was what it felt like to love someone

front of

reflection in the mirror, her fair skin, wet

woman nurtured by love will only become

on Tristan's shirt. It

really pleasant, so she deliberately smelled the

approached the

When their

her lips, feeling

around the girl's 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,

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