I met a yandere rich girl online using fake photos, and she kidnapped me.

Lin An stood in front of the sink, turned on the faucet, and warm water flowed out.

He picked up the pair of white socks, dipped them in the water, squeezed a little laundry detergent into his palm, and began to rub them.

Because it was summer, Huo Nianci was wearing very thin socks.

The socks become soft and slippery after getting wet.

He was washing here, while Huo Nianci was washing in the pool next to him.

The two were shoulder to shoulder.

As he was washing, he turned his head and glanced at Huo Nianci.

She was looking down, her fingers pinching the edge of his gray underwear, rubbing it back and forth in the water.

Lin An was worried that Miss Huo hadn't done laundry before, so he kindly said, "Nianci, you can just leave it here and wash it yourself."

"No!" Huo Nianci didn't look up, but continued to focus on washing his underwear. She said, "Sometimes loving someone is also a way to feel loved. Does An'an want to take away this feeling of love from me?"

Upon hearing Huo Nianci's words, Lin An was speechless.

So she silently lowered her head again and continued washing her little socks.

In fact, Lin An could also tell that Huo Nianci's movements were very clumsy.

But that's normal, after all, what young lady would wash her own clothes?

Even Grandma Sun wouldn't agree to that.

Although Huo Nianci's movements were clumsy, she was very serious.

She would stop every now and then to check, and then continue scrubbing.

She didn't take out her underwear until the water in the pool changed from clear to somewhat murky, wring it out, and unfold it to take a look.

Huo Nianci was particularly focused on the raised parts of the underwear due to its workmanship.

Seeing Lin An's embarrassment, he asked, "What is Nianci looking at?"

Huo Nianci said, "Look at my brother-in-law's living conditions."

Brother-in-law...

Lin An smacked his lips and scrubbed the two little socks several more times.

Huo Nianci's socks were not dirty at all.

His fingers returned to their original white color after he rubbed them several times.

He picked up the washed socks and turned to look at Huo Nianci: "Where should I put the socks after washing them?"

Huo Nianci was looking down at his underwear.

She looked up when she heard his voice, her gaze lingering on the two pairs of clean white socks in his hand.

She said, "Let's leave it there for now, and take it all out together after all the clothes are washed."

"Okay," Lin An nodded, folded the socks in half, and hung them on the towel rack next to the sink.

Lin An turned around, preparing to wash the next item, but saw Huo Nianci with her head down.

He held the washed gray underwear up to his face, brought it close to his nose, and sniffed it.

After she finished smelling it, she tilted her head slightly.

It seemed to be judging something, then lowered its head to sniff again, and frowned.

Lin An blinked in surprise and asked, "Nianci, what are you doing?"

Huo Nianci looked up and said very seriously, "Smell it to see if it's clean. I'm not very good at washing clothes, so I don't know how to tell."

Looking at her serious face, Lin An realized that things were not as he had imagined.

So he explained, "Normally, you can't tell if clothes are clean by smell."

After saying that, Lin An walked over and took the underwear from her hand.

He unfolded the fabric, pointing to the seam at the edge of the underwear.

"Look here, if there is any residual laundry detergent or lingering foam, it means it's not clean."

"If the fabric doesn't feel slippery to the touch and the water rinses out clean, then it's clean."

Huo Nianci leaned closer and looked at the spot he was pointing to.

Her gaze lingered on the spot he pointed to, then she looked up at him again and said, "Oh."

She took the underwear from his hand, just as he had instructed.

He pinched the seam of the underwear with his fingers and felt it, then rinsed it under the tap.

After confirming that the water had drained, he nodded in satisfaction: "It's definitely clean. An'an taught it very well."

She wrung out the underwear and draped it over another bar of the towel rack, placing it next to the pair of white socks.

Then she turned around and pointed to the two remaining pieces of underwear in the bamboo basket: "An'an still has two unwashed pieces."

"I know," Lin An's gaze flickered between the two pieces of underwear in the bamboo basket.

The pink panties were edged with delicate lace and had a small bow in the center.

The white bra is made of pure cotton and has no extra decorations.

He hesitated between the two items, unsure which to take first, when Huo Nianci spoke up: "Wash the top one first."

"Why?" Lin An asked.

"Let's do it in order," Huo Nianci said. "From top to bottom. An'an, you idiot, you washed them backwards just now. Who washes socks first?"

That seems to make sense...

Lin An was speechless.

He bent down and picked up the white bra from the bamboo basket.

The fabric unfolded in his hands, its pure cotton texture incredibly soft.

It feels slightly bouncy to the touch.

He only touched it once before preparing to immerse it in water for a thorough cleaning.

At this moment, Huo Nianci stopped him, saying, "An'an, won't you smell it?"

Want to smell it?

Lin An turned to look at Huo Nianci, and said somewhat hesitantly, "There's no need to smell it, just wash it off."

Huo Nianci shook her head and refused, "No, I must smell it."

"I've already smelled it, what's An'an afraid of?"

"And it smells really good, it has my body scent and milky scent on it."

"I also secretly smell it myself."

"An'an has smelled it, maybe she'll like it even more."

Lin An looked at her serious face.

He admitted that he was somewhat taken aback by her words.

Then his gaze fell back on the white cloth in his hand.

After hesitating for a moment, I brought the bra close to my nose.

A faint scent instantly filled my nostrils.

It's completely different from artificially blended fragrances; it's a softer scent that's permeated by the warmth of the skin.

There is also a very faint sweet fragrance.

It creates a faint, almost imperceptible scent on damp fabric.

Take a small whiff.

AUV! That was truly authentic!

Lin An suddenly became somewhat addicted.

He swallowed hard, and Huo Nianci tilted her head to look at him, asking, "Does it smell good?"

Lin An, feigning composure, dipped the bra back into the water: "Mmm."

"What does it taste like?" she asked, her voice filled with curiosity.

"It just smells really good," Lin An said. "I can't quite put my finger on it, but it just smells really good."

Huo Nianci frowned slightly.

Her lips also pursed.

The expectant voice instantly turned into disappointment and anger: "That's too perfunctory! An'an, you're being too perfunctory."

"After you finish washing the clothes, you're to write me a 10,000-word love letter based on the scent of my underwear."

love letter?

Another 10,000 words?

Lin An's hands, which were washing things, suddenly stopped.

He looked up at her: "Young Master Duo?"