Charming Mommy of adorable triplets

Chapter 1672

Nollace was taking off his shirt, and it was only then Daisie realized that he was ripped. He had a lean, toned body. His muscles were not particularly big, and they all looked well – proportioned. He was the type who looked thin when putting on clothes and muscular after taking off his clothes.

What’s more, his v-cut abs were very well-defined.

She moved her gaze down, and her face turned red in embarrassment. She quickly turned around and shouted, “How can you suddenly take off your clothes!?”

Nollace put his shirt on the bed neatly and stood behind her.

As he took over the pajamas in her hand, he leaned forward to get closer to her and said, “Because I’m going to take a bath.”

Daisie’s ears were getting redder and redder. She could feel his temperature seeping into her back when he leaned closer to her. She buried her face into her palm and said, “You knew that I’d come. You’re doing it on purpose!”

A chuckle escaped Nollace’s lips as he said, “Yeah, I did it on purpose.”

Her heart skipped a beat.

Nollace pulled her hand away and grabbed it in his. “Do you like it?”

Daisie’s eyes drifted. “Like what?”

“Like my body.”

were burning up. Then, she suddenly thought of something and asked with a pout,

for a moment, and the smile on his

“Really?” She remained skeptical.

helplessly, Nollace replied, “Of course. I’ve never taken

turned around to look at him and narrowed her eyes. “You’re going to

Beneath her palm was his strong

a step closer to her

belongs to

tomato. She looked like she had hit the panic button, and she did not know where she

her head sideways.

pushed her out of his room and

Daisie was rendered speechless.

he… just push me

go bad, and he was certain that she would get scared too. Daisie returned to her room and threw herself on the bed. She buried her head into the pillow, and the tips of her ears

her eyes, the first thing that popped up in her

her bed several times,

to go to the

from the corner of her eyes. She wanted to scream, but

“It’s me.”