Chapter 467 Don’t Be Naughty

• This was already her second time washing his underwear.
• After hanging up the laundry, Hazel glanced up. Their underwear was pegged side by side, and that tiny scene felt so blissful she could burst. She grinned like a fool.
• When she turned with the washbasin, Hazel spotted Zachary Luellen. He’d come early; now his tall, sharp figure leaned lazily against the wall. Those narrow eyes held a soft, teasing smile as he watched her—his gaze ran hot, like molten lava.