Chapter 173 Why are there men’s things in the house?
It was indeed hot and stuffy on the seventh floor. Zhuo Ling was holding a suit in one hand and a watermelon in the other. The sweat on his face was dripping down like threads. It was no exaggeration at all.
Nan Xi refused to open the door, and he refused to put down the watermelon. The two of them were just at a stalemate at the door. Zhuo Ling had a grimace on his face, "Hey, hey, there's also a free sauna. Even if you sweat, you don't have to spend money."
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"Are you leaving?!" Nan Xi was also very hot, and her hair on her temples was stuck to her face. When she reached out and touched it, she saw that it was all sweaty, on her hands and on her face.
"Not leaving."
"Zhuo, are you done yet?! In this hot weather, people have to get angry, right? When did you learn to be so shameless?"
He was said to be shameless, but he was really shameless. Zhuo Ling wiped the sweat on his face with his suit, then took two steps back and leaned against the wall next to the door, standing with his legs crossed and shaking leisurely.
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"Go away, don't lean against the wall," Nan Xi grabbed his arm and pulled hard. "You are covered in sweat and the dust on the wall will stick to it."
Zhuo Ling smiled crookedly, "Do I think you care about me? Haha, it doesn't matter if your shirt gets dirty." As he spoke, he felt sticky and prickly on his back, which was very uncomfortable.
Nanxi stared at him, her mouth deformed with anger, "Who cares about your shirt? I mean... you will make the wall more dirty, and," she pointed at the wall fiercely.
On that piece of peeling latex paint, "You made the wall in front of my house look like this, are you so embarrassed?!"
Zhuo Ling turned around and took a look, wasn't it? This was an old building, and the walls were already relatively dilapidated. As soon as he leaned against his wet back, the latex paint and the ash on it all stuck to his back. No wonder it was on his back.
So uncomfortable.
Nanxi took a look at his body and saw that his whole back was covered with dirt and his butt was covered with gray and white stuff. Her angry eyes added an element of disgust, "Tsk, tsk, tsk, you are really..."
Zhuo Ling endured the itching discomfort and asked dryly: "Can I borrow your bathroom?"
"Can I say no?"
"cannot……"
Nanxi rolled her eyes at him, and had to take the key to open the door. The door opened, and once it was blocked, she made three stipulations, "You can come in through the door, and you can take a shower, but you are not allowed to mess around without my permission. Also, you have to keep this place clean."
Repair it."
Zhuo Ling made an "ok" gesture. Isn't this simple?
As soon as he got inside, Zhuo Ling put down the watermelon and rushed directly to the bathroom as if he had been given a shot of blood. He took off his clothes without even closing the door, as casually as if he were at home, and then the sound of "swishing" water could be heard.
Already.
Nanxi shook his head helplessly, he was just a scoundrel now, and being angry with scoundrels was just to make him angry.
Forget it, since the poisonous sun outside is really powerful, I will reward you with a piece of watermelon.
She turned on the air conditioner in the living room. This air conditioner was installed last year when she earned a little money. Read the full text of "Gong Lue". Grandpa is old, and it is too hot in summer. Fortunately, the house is small, so she can install one in the living room and use it when sleeping at night.
As soon as the door is opened, the whole house feels cool.
Unfortunately, grandpa is gone this year.
Nan Xi walked to the kitchen with the big watermelon in her arms. The watermelon was cold and felt cool even if she held it. She turned on the faucet and the tap water in the pipe was hot. It took a while to cool down.
After a brief wash of the iced watermelon, Nanxi put it on the chopping board. She patted the watermelon proudly. It made two crisp sounds of "dong dong", which sounded like it was good. She used a knife to cut everything and then cut it in.
, with a "crash" sound, the watermelon split directly into two halves, with red flesh, thin skin, and not many seeds, some of which were tender white.
"Wow~~" Nan Xi drooled. She looked closer and saw a mist on the melon flesh, which made her feel cool.
Zhuo Ling took a fighting shower and came out. Nanxi was eating watermelon. When she saw his appearance, she spurted out.
I saw that his upper body was naked, with crystal clear water drops still hanging on it, and his hair was wet. He reached out and combed it back, revealing his plump and tall forehead. The most terrible thing was that he wore a white bottom around his waist.
Colorful cloth with small light purple florals printed on it.
Nan Xi looked at it carefully and almost fainted. It was her suspender nightgown hanging in the bathroom. He was so good at it. He just used it as a bath towel, wrapped it around it, and tied it in a tight knot on the side of the hip bone.
There was still a slit exposed, and he was not wearing anything underneath.
The more I looked at it, the more dizzy I became. This scoundrel was wearing her flip-flops. He had such a big foot. I don’t know how he squeezed it in. His heels hit the floor. He could still walk "puff, plop, plop."
joyous.
"Aha, eat watermelon, eat watermelon."
Nan Xi was completely shocked by his image and almost roared, "Who allowed you to eat watermelon?!" She shouted and squirted watermelon juice.
Zhuo Ling patted her head condescendingly, "Good boy, I'll buy you another later. Do you want to take a bath too? It's very comfortable." While he was talking, he had already gone to get the watermelon.
After saying that, he ate half of a piece of watermelon in one bite, and he felt so happy that he was going to become a fairy.
"Asshole, who asked you to wear my slippers?!"
Zhuo Ling bit the watermelon in his mouth, nodded obediently, flicked it, and stood barefoot on the floor.
"And my nightgown, I still want to wear it!"
Zhuo Ling was a little embarrassed, but he still frowned and used one hand to untie the fastener at his waist. You asked me to take it off, you asked me to take it off.
"Wait!" You bastard, you dare to take off your clothes without anything underneath. Are you doing this on purpose or on purpose?!
Zhuo Ling waved his hand, with an expression like "What do you want me to do?" and kept chewing watermelon in his mouth.
"I'm so angry with you!" Nan Xi stomped back to the room, then walked out angrily, throwing the clothes and pants in her hands directly on his body, "Go and change."
Zhuo Ling was a little confused. This was a white vest and light gray sports pants. It was obviously not his grandfather's, and it was obviously a man's clothes. "Whose are these? Why do you have men's things at home?"
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"You care so much!" She didn't want to explain that she bought it specifically for him before they broke up. She didn't want to explain that she thought he would stay at her house at some point, and she didn't want to explain that she not only prepared a summer set but also a winter set.
Zhuo Ling stared into her eyes tightly, and his tone was not particularly fierce, but it was heart-wrenching when he said it, "Don't tell me that you brought a man home, He Nanxi, if you dare to tell me that, I will kill you."
you!"
Nan Xi rolled her eyes at him and took back the vest and trousers, "Forget it if you don't wear them. There's so much nonsense. Even if I bring a man home, can you care about me? From what position and identity do you care about me?"