Chapter 151: Shit! Are you raising a woman outside? 【01】
Shi Yixuan nodded shyly, "I hate it, you just know how to bully me and make others nervous..."
He smiled silently, gently rubbed the tip of her nose with the tip of his nose, thoughtfully pulled up the quilt, covered them both in the quilt, and then fell asleep holding her for the first time.
The first time she slept with him (the last one at school didn't count...), she felt slightly nervous. However, when she smelled the unique mint aroma emitting from his body, she suddenly felt so at ease.
closed eyes
The sky is like a washed blue-black coarse cloth, and the stars seem to be glittering pieces of gold scattered on this coarse cloth.
Late at night, the whole world falls asleep
The next day, Shi Yixuan got up early, ran to his room, and prepared to put on a set of beautiful clothes and go to Guangxiang Temple.
She took out one piece of clothing after another from the closet and tried it on several times, but she didn't feel very beautiful.
When Luo Ye woke up and found that Shi Yixuan was not there, he ran to the door of her room to take a look. He saw that she was changing clothes, so he didn't call her, but leaned against the door and watched quietly. This girl, no matter what she was wearing,
They are all so beautiful
Shi Yixuan had been trying on clothes very attentively, and he never noticed the eyes peeking at him while he was changing clothes by the door.
Until she turned around and saw Luo Ye smiling at her, she didn't show the slightest surprise. She just walked towards him with a smile, put a hand on his shoulder, and asked gently: "Does it look good?"
He nodded with a faint smile, placed his fingers on the spot on her chest, and whispered in her ear: "It's too exposed here, other boys will see it, and then I'll be jealous..."
"It looks good to show a little bit here, and when other boys look at me, it means I'm pretty. Isn't it a good thing to be pretty?" She looked at him innocently and asked.
"Anyway, dress more conservatively for me!" He ordered her domineeringly, pulling her to the closet and choosing clothes for her.
"How about this one?" he asked, picking up a turtleneck shirt.
She took it and looked at it, frowning with dissatisfaction, "This dress is for mature white-collar women, it's not suitable for me."
"Why is that in your closet?"
"My mother bought me a house here in order to make me independent, and then I bought a lot of clothes. How do I know what is there..." She looked helpless.