Chapter 220-What a shame.

Laurent's face was burning, and she couldn't bring herself to look him in the eye. She lifted her hand to adjust the collar of her sweater, then turned away to grab a towel from the towel rack, running it under the faucet to wash it, trying to hide her flustered emotions.

Behind her, Dave spoke in a hoarse voice:

"Don't wash it."

"Not wiping...?"

He said it again.

Just unbuttoning his shirt and taking it off had already caused him to lose control like this. If she really helped him wipe his body, who knew how much more difficult it would be for him?

So it was probably better not to do it.

After all, wiping would just make him toss and turn, and not wiping wouldn't help him sleep either.

Laurent stopped washing the towel and turned to look at him.

"Not wiping... won't you be able to sleep?"

Dave stared at her deeply.

"Do you think I'd be able to sleep if you wiped me?"