After was.h.i.+ng and blow-drying the dog my boyfriend ordered me to thoroughly wash the car, because my car smelled completely like that too.
I just don't get it, he doesn't even sit in my car, why does he care so much about this.
It was three in the morning by the time I finished was.h.i.+ng the car. I was so tired my entire body ached, so much that I could collapse onto the floor to sleep, but he forced me to take a bath.
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Don't come in unless you've taken a bath, he said.
You say that as if you'll let me climb your bed after I finish bathing!!!
This baby is not happy!
But I didn't want to quarrel with him in front of our house, so I could only swallow in the anger and take a bath.
My boyfriend glanced at me a few times, then suddenly said: You're too smelly, you definitely won't be able to bathe thoroughly.
Hehe.
Help me bathe if you think you can!
My boyfriend, with a face full of disgust: Go to the bathroom, I'll help you bathe.