White Chen Ya nerve one Lin, vigilant of turn round.
I saw the bathroom door, only opened a seam, a small head drilled out from inside, red face, small mouth toot.
"I have no clothes..."
“……” Bai chenya was stunned.
How could he forget that her skirt was wet through and she had no clothes to change.
But he lived alone for a long time, and it was impossible for him to have women's clothes at home.
"Stand still, I'll get it for you." Bai chenya narrowed his eyes, turned and walked to the front of the wardrobe, picked a long shirt from inside, and then went back to the bathroom.
Pass it to her.
The next second, I saw the door of the bathroom, all opened!
Yan Shumo only wrapped a bath towel on his body. He came to him as if no one else. He took the shirt from his hand and went back to the bathroom. He closed the door.
“……” Bai chenya's tall figure stood motionless in the same place. After half a sound, he raised his hand and touched his nose with his finger with distinct phalanx.
Make sure there is no nosebleed, then suddenly recovered.
Looking at the bathroom again, it becomes complicated.
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"I'm done." Yan Shumo comes out of the bathroom.
Wet long hair, drooping on the shoulder, hair end is still dripping water.
Petite body, in the room to search a circle, went to the white chenya in front of, obediently stand.
"Why does your hair come out wet?" As soon as Bai chenya finished cleaning up the mess in the living room, she twisted her eyebrows and carried her back to the bathroom.
Use a hair dryer to dry her hair.
After Yan Shumo made a big noise, he took a bath again, and the blush on his face faded. But his eyes were still a little confused. Seeing Bai chenya blowing her hair, he stood still.
But after a while, the little head couldn't control it, just like a chicken pecking rice.
Finally, he fell into Bai chenya's chest and fell asleep
"Yan Shumo?" Bai chenya turns off the hair dryer and looks down at the person nestled in his arms.
His shirt on her body, she is more and more petite, her white and symmetrical legs, exposed outside.
The small face with big palm leaned against his chest, fell asleep and rubbed like a fox.
Bai chenya's heart, inexplicably floating a sense of familiarity, as if a long time ago, there was a person who also liked to lean on his chest, as a pillow.
Baichenya soon recovered, took a princess in her arms, and walked towards her bedroom.
His apartment has only one room.
Completely masculine bedroom, black and white decoration is very simple, it looks like he gives people a sense of coldness.
Bai chenya has a habit of cleanliness. Let alone let people sleep in his bed, even if outsiders enter his bedroom, he will feel repelled.
But looking at Yan Shumo, who had been sleeping heavily in his arms, he looked up at the sofa that was completely unable to sleep, gritted his teeth and carried her to his bed.
"Well..." Yan Shumo has been struggling for a long time, and has long been puzzled by the score.
As soon as he touched the bed, he instinctively went into the bed. The next second, he wrapped himself up like a cicada pupa.
Keep sleeping.
Bai chenya She was very conscious.
White Chen ya did not leave immediately, but sat to the bedside, black eyes firmly staring at the people sleeping on his bed.
Why does he always have the illusion that they have known each other for a long time
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