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

"Ten thousand words," Huo Nianci repeated.

Lin An's lips twitched slightly: "Ten thousand words..."

"Not enough?" Huo Nianci's eyes narrowed slightly.

"No, no, no," Lin An quickly shook his head, "Not a little less, not a bit less. It's just..."

"There's no 'that is'," Huo Nianci interrupted him. "I didn't ask you to finish writing it all at once."

"Today, write 500 words based on what you washed today. Tomorrow, write another 500 words based on what you washed tomorrow. Let's call it: A Love Letter to Nianci about Laundry."

Laundry love letter? What the heck...?

Five hundred words is acceptable, though.

After all, he reads novels, and some authors write thousands of words at a time.

So this request wasn't unreasonable, and Lin An nodded, saying, "Okay."

After agreeing to Huo Nianci's request, he continued washing clothes with his head down.

However, Lin An really had no experience washing this kind of clothes.

He did not grow this organ due to physiological needs.

Based on my experience washing other clothes, I had no choice but to soak the white bra in the sink for a while.

I squeezed out the laundry detergent and started rubbing.

The method is similar to washing socks.

However, the structure of a bra is more complex than that of socks. The underwire at the edge and the cotton lining always need to be adjusted by changing the angle when rubbing to take care of all parts.

Huo Nianci stood to the side and watched for a while.

Her gaze shifted from his clumsy fingers to the bra cups that he had kneaded until they were slightly deformed.

She immediately frowned.

Then she took a step forward and pressed her whole body against his back.

The sudden appearance of a warm, protruding soft spot on his back made Lin An's heart skip a beat.

He turned his head slightly and saw Huo Nianci's chest pressed against him through the thin suspender dress.

She rested her chin on his shoulder, and her hands reached over his waist, covering his hands.

"That's not how you wash it," Huo Nianci's voice rang close to his ear, "You have to scrub the area around the underwire separately, otherwise it won't get clean."

Huo Nianci's fingers naturally guided his fingers, moving along the edge of the bra.

Rub the seam where the steel ring and fabric meet back and forth.

Lin An could feel her body temperature spreading outwards from the point of contact.

Huo Nianci then rambled on and on.

Unfortunately, Lin An's attention was completely occupied by the warm body behind him.

"Did you hear that?" Huo Nianci said again.

"Ah, I heard you," Lin An suddenly snapped out of his daze and replied to Huo Nianci.

Huo Nianci pressed her face against Lin An's, and judging from his expression, she felt he wasn't listening: "Were you so captivated by me that you didn't hear what I was saying?"

"No, no," Lin An shook his head, "I'm listening very carefully."

"Oh, then wash it yourself and let me see."

Huo Nianci crossed her arms and left Lin An.

Lin An then washed it using the same old method.

Seeing that he hadn't changed his usual approach, Huo Nianci narrowed her eyes and bit her lip: "Heh, An'an really wasn't listening to me."

"Is it because of this?" Huo Nianci reached out and pulled open the collar of her mourning dress, revealing a pair of white rabbits along with light gray underwear.

Lin An scratched his head and said, "Sorry, I got distracted."

"It's okay. Since you're distracted, you should try to focus!"

Seeing that he admitted his mistake, Huo Nianci pressed his head down towards his collar.

She only released Lin An after he became dizzy and had difficulty breathing.

Lin An immediately felt the fragrance wafting through the air.

He steadied himself for a moment before Huo Nianci pointed to the bra and said, "I'll teach you one more time. If you get distracted again this time, I'll really punish you."

"Okay, okay," Lin An nodded.

Huo Nianci then explained the key points of washing the bra to him again, and then she took a step back and said, "Okay, you can wash the rest yourself."

"Follow the method I just taught you."

"Okay," Lin An said, having eliminated some distractions, and this time he truly listened.

He washed the bra according to her instructions.

Then, all that was left in the bamboo basket was that pink pair of shorts with a bow.

Lin An bent down and picked it up.

He was much more skilled at washing this than he was at washing bras.

I quickly finished washing it and hung it on the towel rack.

Lin An said, "They're all washed. Can we put them on the balcony to dry now?"

Huo Nianci nodded: "Then please have An'an take them all to the balcony and have Aunt Sun set them up."

"Okay," Lin An gathered the washed clothes from the towel rack together, held them in his hands, and left the master bedroom for the living room.

When he returned after finding Aunt Sun, he heard Huo Nianci calling him from the study next door: "An'an, go back to your bedroom and put on the pajamas I picked out for you, then come to the study to find me."

"Oh," Lin An replied, and pushed open the door to enter the master bedroom.

A neatly folded white bunny pajama top was spread out on the bed in the bedroom.

The pajamas had a round rabbit face printed on the front, with two long rabbit ears extending from the edge of the hood.

There was also a matching rabbit hair clip next to it.

Lin An stood by the bed, stunned for a moment.

He looked down at the pajamas and the hair clip.

I reached out and picked up the pajamas, unfolded them, and looked at them. They were still one-piece.

The zipper extends from the collar all the way to the hem of the trousers.

Looking at the bed again, next to the hair clip was a fluffy rabbit tail.

The short tail wasn't embroidered on the pajamas, so it was...

Lin An swallowed hard and muttered to himself:

Is this what I'm wearing?

Is there a mistake?

He paused for a moment, and as he was considering whether to wear it or not, the door to the master bedroom was pushed open.

Then I saw Huo Nianci standing at the door.

She was wearing a onesie that was the same style as the bunny pajamas but in a different color.

It was a dark gray garment with a simple sketch of a large gray wolf printed on the front.

The pointed ends of a wolf's ears are shorter than those of a rabbit's ears.

She tilted her head and glanced at the unfolded bunny pajamas in Lin An's hand: "Why isn't An'an wearing them yet?"

"I..." Lin An looked down at the bunny pajamas in her hand: "You want me to wear this?"

"Hmm," Huo Nianci walked in, her gaze falling on him still wearing the same black short-sleeved shirt and shorts he wore during the day. "I knew An'an would dawdle. I'll help you get dressed."

As she spoke, she walked up to him, reached out and grabbed the hem of his short-sleeved shirt, then lifted it up.

Before Lin An could react, his black short-sleeved shirt was ripped off his head.

Then came the shorts.

Lin An looked down at his embarrassing state, where he was only wearing his underwear, and instinctively reached out to cover himself.

But Huo Nianci had already unzipped the rabbit pajamas, unfolded them, and held them in front of him: "Raise your arms."

Lin An helplessly raised his arm, and the sleeve of the rabbit pajamas slid inside his arm.

Then she picked up the rabbit hair clip from the bed, clipped it on his head, and adjusted the angle.

Finally, she picked up the short, odd-looking rabbit tail and said, "Do I have to wear this too?"

Lin An immediately shrank back, stunned for a moment: "I'm a man, there's no need for that, is there?"

Huo Nianci glanced at Lin An, clearly not wanting him to develop in any strange direction.

She made him wear this just because she thought it was cute.

So she casually tossed the tail onto the carpet, took a half step back, and looked him over.

Then he nodded in satisfaction: "Okay, I won't wear it then."

She reached out and took his hand: "Let's go to the study."

Although Lin An didn't know why they were going to the study, she still pulled him out of the master bedroom.

Walk through the corridor and into the study.

The study was lit with warm light.

On a large solid wood table, two sheets of dark-colored letter paper were laid out.

A black fountain pen was placed next to the two sheets of paper.

There was a chair on the other side of the desk.

Huo Nianci released his hand, pointed to the chair, and said, "An'an, sit down."

Lin An obediently listened to him.

After he sat down, Huo Nianci suddenly bent down and squatted on the ground.

The next second, a click sounded.

Lin An looked down and saw that a chain was locked around one of his ankles.

Near the chain, there was also a large lead ball.

At this moment, Huo Nianci suddenly unzipped the zipper on the chest of her pajamas, and the wrapped rabbit jumped out again.

Then she turned sideways, hooked her arm around Lin An's neck, and sat on his lap.

Huo Nianci said, "To prevent An'an from forgetting the taste, I have no choice but to be your model."

"Just write the diary entry I asked you to write."

"If you don't finish writing, I won't unlock the door for you, and you can forget about sleeping!"