Jiang Lingzhi pulled the clothes off his head and stared at him puzzled: "What are you doing?"

Li Shunan stared elsewhere: "Clothes."

Jiang Lingzhi: "?"

"The clothes are wet." The tip of Li Shunan's throat rolled down, his voice a little hoarse.

Jiang Lingzhi didn't feel it when he was in the bathroom just now, but now after the bathroom door was opened, he felt a chill in his chest.

She glanced down.

The chest of the white school uniform was soaked in a large area, and it became almost transparent. The style of the underwear could be clearly seen, and the outline was very clear.

especially.

She was wearing a pair of underwear with fungus on a white background and small red strawberries on it.

After the clothes were wet, even the little strawberries on it could be seen clearly.

Jiang Lingzhi: "..."

In an instant, Jiang Ling knew that the roots of her ears were burning like fire.

Thinking of this image dangling in front of the boy just now.

Jiang Lingzhi wanted to die.

With a bang, the bathroom door was slammed shut.

Jiang Lingzhi leaned back against the bathroom door, her mind blank.

With her current ability, she can't digest this matter lightly.

see it?

I think should not be?

After a while, the bathroom door was knocked softly.

The boy's low and magnetic voice sounded slowly outside, and he couldn't hear any abnormality.

"Bring out the little pumpkin, I'll go dry it first."

Across the door, the sound of a hair dryer came from outside the living room.

Jiang Lingzhi hid in his room, covering his face, feeling really shameless.

If only could die in place.

Don't have to face these.

Really, help.

Jiang Lingzhi buried his face in the palm of his hand again in annoyance.

Count how many times she has thrown people in front of him.

I cried so badly last time.

Too, lost, people, too.

Jiang Lingzhi lowered his head, glanced at the clothes in his hand, it was a boy's white T-shirt, and sighed deeply.

You can't stay in his room all the time.

After dawdling for a while, Jiang Lingzhi changed it.

Still have to face.

Maybe, maybe he didn't see anything.

Hearing his voice just now, it seemed quite calm.

Jiang Lingzhi comforted herself in her heart.

Boys' clothes are looser.

Jiang Lingzhi tucked the hem of his clothes into the waist of his trousers, making it less wide.

The sound of the hair dryer outside had stopped for some time.

Jiang Lingzhi carefully opened the door and came to the living room. Li Shunan had already dried Little Pumpkin's hair with a hairdryer.

The boy is sitting on the sofa in the living room, one leg is bent, stepping on the edge of the sofa, and the other long leg is stretched at will.

Holding her physical summary data in his hand, he leaned back slightly, lazy and tired.

The little pumpkin nestled in his waist and abdomen, closed his eyes and didn't move for a while, looking very comfortable.

That picture is kind of beautiful.

Jiang Lingzhi stood there and lost his mind for a moment.

After a while, she reacted.

Jiang Lingzhi swallowed, then withdrew his gaze, walked over slowly, and asked calmly, "What are you looking at?"

Hearing her voice, the boy put down the information in his hand and turned his head to look over.

Seeing her dress, her eyes were a little unclear.

She was clearly wearing clothes, but after seeing her, she inexplicably thought of the scene she just saw.

Little strawberries.

Li Shunan raised his eyebrows, looked away, stretched out his long arms, took a book from the coffee table cabinet and handed it to her: "This is for you."

He didn't mention the incident at all.

Jiang Lingzhi breathed a sigh of relief, and leaned over to take a look: "What?"