"Anybody?" Han Qilu's door was lightly closed, and a bright light came out from it, shining on the dark black corridor. The light in the corridor is off. Maybe some servant forgot to turn on the light, and she didn't know where the switch was. So she had to bravely go to Han Qilu's room.
In fact, her courage is very small
No one in the room answered, an chuxia, she looked back at the long dark corridor, whether or not there was anyone in Han Qilu's room, reached out and opened the door. The bright light fell on her, and she immediately felt secure.
"Anybody? Han Qilu She looked around the room. It was empty and empty. Is this the second time she's been in a guy's room? Han Qilu's room is also very neat. Of course, for a picky man like him, it's strange that the room is in a mess.
The main color of his room is dark rose, giving people a very romantic feeling. If this kind of room is a girl's, it must feel very much, but Han Qilu is a boy He turned his head and thought of Han Qilu's face, and felt that the pale rose color seemed to be quite suitable for him. Who makes his face so charming, more beautiful than a girl?
There was no one in the room, and she was bolder as a whole. After walking around Han Qilu's room, she stopped in front of the big bed. Is this bed half her size?
In fact, her bed is not small. The point is that Jiang Yuanyuan bought a lot of dolls and piled them on her bed, saying that this is the girl's bed. So it gave her the illusion that her bed was small.
Taking a breath, she bent over and jumped onto Han Qilu's bed. All of a sudden, he jumped ten centimeters high.
"What a soft bed..." She felt that she could not finish it. She jumped a few more times, and the more she jumped, the more interesting she felt. A man happily played the trampoline on the bed.
But an chuxia didn't find that the bathroom door of Han Qilu's room was gently opened from inside. The sound insulation effect of the bathroom door is very good, so an chuxia just didn't hear the sound of someone taking a bath inside.
Tap open the door, Han Qilu only under the body surrounded by a white bath towel, upper body without stinging all exposed in the air. Her chestnut hair was still wet and dripping. His right hand is holding a bath towel, frowning and wiping his hair.
Hearing a strange sound coming from the front, he stopped wiping his hair and looked up at his bed.
A girl in a white nightdress jumped up and down on his bed. He opened his mouth slightly surprised. Don't mention how cute that expression is, but the next second Han Qilu couldn't help bending the corners of his mouth.
This time, his smile really came to the bottom of his eyes. An chuxia Is it brain damage? Yeah? It must be!
He gently walked to the bed and said in a cold voice: "my bed is very interesting, isn't it?"
An chuxia jumped up to hear Han Qilu's cold voice, suddenly flustered, did not control the strength of the body actually inclined down.
Thinking in my heart: No, my mother's leg just don't get old injury, just add new injury!!!
Then, before the word "help" was called out, the eyes saw the rose red floor. She swore that she hated rose red, the most hated red in her life!
Time seems to stop in this moment
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