"The beauty is out of the bath..." Chu Ningfei touched her nose and looked up and down in fascination.
Xia Yifan was so angry that he was secretly glad that he had already put on a bathrobe when he was drying his hair. Otherwise, she really wanted to kick him in his most vulnerable part.
Just when she was wondering if he would do anything to her again, Chu Ningfei smiled and went out.
Just go out, go out? Then why did he come in?
Realizing that he was confused about this, Xia Yifan pinched his waist hard, despising himself so that he could wake up.
As a result, the force of the twisting was so great that I screamed in pain and burst into tears.
So, the door, which had not been locked, was pushed open.
"What's wrong?" Chu Ningfei asked eagerly.
Xia Yifan sniffed and wiped away his tears, "It's okay."
"Is it really okay?"
"Really not!"
"Then I'm going out. Be careful and don't fall."
"I want you to take care of it!" She said angrily, watching him exit and slam the door shut.
A whole set of clothes, inside and out, everything is missing...
The set of black underwear was a bit sexy and not her favorite style. But she had no choice but to wear it.
A v-neck black woolen sweater with a simple style and good quality will definitely cost no less than 2,000 yuan a piece.
Well, she must recognize the reality. Her Ning Fei is no longer Ning Fei, but the young master and CEO of a wealthy family, with a lot of money.
After changing his clothes, Xia Yifan stood in front of the mirror, twisting his face to look at the hickeys on his neck, feeling a little headache.
If brother sees this mark later, either she will be scolded or Chu Ningfei will be beaten...
Sighing, she really had a splitting headache and wanted to die.
After leaving the bathroom, she saw Chu Ningfei leaning leisurely against the opposite wall. Her eyes suddenly widened and she took a deep breath.
Why? Why do you gasp?!
Because...she finally remembered why she looked familiar when she looked at herself in the mirror just now.
The man in front of him smiled like a spring breeze, but with a hint of evil. He was the kind of person who was serious but not serious, but this informality did not affect his seriousness.
Describe it in four words, gentle scum...
When I first saw him, he was dressed like this...
A light gray twill shirt and an off-white thin windbreaker, with a gentle and charming smile, and a tall and straight posture can give people a sense of security.
So, she was killed instantly.
But later I found out that the windbreaker belonged to her brother.
Now he is wearing a similar style but more high-end windbreaker of the same color. What's going on?
Moreover, the clothes he prepared for her seemed to be a couple's style like what he was wearing now...
As soon as she opened her mouth, she wanted to ask him what was wrong with him. Who would wear couple's clothes when they were getting divorced? But when she saw the silk scarf he handed to her, she immediately shut her mouth and grabbed the silk scarf.
She quickly tied the silk scarf, just enough to cover the hickey on her neck, and she finally breathed a sigh of relief.
Walking to the entrance, Xia Yifan froze again.
Shoes...a pair of particularly familiar off-white boots...
If she remembered correctly, she was wearing a pair of boots like this when she reported to school in her freshman year.
She straightened up and walked towards the bedroom. She didn't want to wear those shoes.
He guessed what she was thinking and took her hand, "Your shoes are wet."
She paused, took her hand out, and looked at the black trench coat on the hanger, "You wear this."