"You swear?"
Chelsea looked Connor up and down and asked with a doubtful expression.
"I swear…"
Connor hurriedly nodded.
"Hmph…"
Chelsea looked at Connor and snorted coldly. Then, she picked up the remote control and turned on the television.
Connor turned and glanced at Chelsea. He asked her softly, "Um, do you have any clothes that I can wear at home? My clothes are in the washing machine. I don't know when they'll be dry…"
"Clothes that you can wear?"
Chelsea could not help but be stunned when she heard Connor's words. Then, she said softly, "Can you wear my clothes?"
"How am I supposed to wear your clothes? Don't you have any men's clothes at home?"
Connor said helplessly.
"I don't have a boyfriend, and no man comes to my house. How could there be men's clothes in my house? You can either wear my clothes or wait for your clothes to dry…"
