Chapter 870 Dashing
- Tristan placed her on the bed and tucked her in.
- “I haven't taken my bath!” Sophie was still in a sleepy daze, but she was used to bathing before going to bed. She had mild mysophobia, so she couldn't tolerate going to sleep before cleaning herself up.
- “Do you want me to bathe you?” Tristan's eyes were burning with desire. I don't mind bathing her.