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As she vexed over Ou Yujie's past, she resented her own calculations and didn't even know that she was passing by the passionate Mike couple.

Only after walking for a long time did he suddenly realize what those gasps and gasps around him were.

Unable to contain her embarrassment, she blushed and cried out an apology before running for her life back home.

Breathing heavily, she ran to the door, only to realize that she didn't have a key and couldn't enter the house.

With a sigh, she sat down on the front steps of the house and hugged her knees, feeling a little worried.

That Miaomiao ability is so strong, I don't know how long she'll be willing to come back.

As for Ou Yujie, he was definitely angry and would not be able to return for a while!

Sigh! It seemed like she could only wait here!

So cold!

She drew back her neck and tightened her clothes, and realized that his coat was still draped over her.

Ye Zichen frowned, then casually threw the clothes onto the ground in disdain.

At this moment, thinking about him made her feel disgusted, and wearing his clothes made her even more disgusted.

But it was really cold!

Now that she had lost his clothes, she was shivering even more. She kept walking back and forth, jumping, and breathing into her hands.

Just like that, about half an hour later, she suddenly heard footsteps approaching.

Thinking that the Mike couple had returned, he turned around in surprise but froze in place.

The person who came was the indifferent Ou Yujie!

He stood there staring at the coat she had thrown away. He was silent.

He was amused by the idea that he had been in the woods.

Showing his clothes on the ground like this, was he trying to show that he didn't care at all?

Actually, no matter what his identity was, she had never looked down on him, right?

Do you think he's always been dirty in the bushes?

Dirty enough to hate his clothes?

Although it was cold, she was too embarrassed to ask him to open the door, so she stood there in a daze.

After a while, when she thought he was going to turn into a statue, she saw him slowly bend down, pick up the dress, put it on, then walk past her without looking at her, pull out the key, and open the door.

The door opened and he went in.

She hurried in.

She saw him standing silently in front of the wine cabinet, pouring wine from the tall glass case, and knew that he was in a terrible mood.

She thought he might have given birth to the most uninteresting rejection of her, and come back to see her throw his clothes on the ground.

Looking at his depressed and lonely back, she suddenly thought, wasn't he overdoing it when he threw the clothes on the ground?

This must have been a shocking blow to a playboy like him, who had always been like a fish in water between women, right?

Uh. It seems to be a bit too much.

If she was in his place, she would definitely throw him to the ground and beat him to death!

Thinking of this, she embarrassedly wanted to go up and apologize.

Of course, I'm sorry about the irrational act of throwing your clothes on the ground.

She stepped forward slowly and was about to speak when he brushed past her with half a glass of red wine.

He threw himself onto the sofa and switched on the TV.

On the TV, there was an NBA competition going on. His face was cold as he stared at the TV without blinking.