Wei Siqi blushed slightly, pursed her lips, and said angrily: "Take out a white one."

Wen Zhixing raised his eyebrows, reached out and picked out a black dress with a layer of gauze on the edge, then closed the drawer, stood up and turned around.

Wei Siqi saw that he was holding a black underwear in his hand, and she blushed and looked up at him: "White, I want white." What black one!

Wen Zhixing raised his eyebrows, smiled, walked up to her, leaned over and chuckled, "Wear black, it's a perfect match."

Wei Siqi's face flushed red. Her underwear was also black. She glared at him fiercely, snatched the underwear away, and shyly shouted, "Get out. I don't need you anymore."

Wen Zhixing raised the corner of his mouth slightly, and said in a low voice: "I helped you put on that one too. I usually do things well. I'll help you put on this one."

Wei Siqi took a deep breath and closed her eyes. When she opened them again, her beautiful, delicate eyes were filled with anger. She gritted her teeth and said, "Wen Zhixing, I haven't settled the score with you for last night yet. You're making me angry. Don't touch me for a week."

Wen Zhixing knew that the little girl was really angry, so he coughed lightly and said, "Okay, I'll go out first. I'll wait for you at the door." Then he hooked the back of the little girl's head and kissed her angry little mouth. Before she pushed him away, he let go immediately, stood up, and walked out of the cloakroom.

Wei Siqi pouted, took off her nightgown, looked down at the red marks on her body, and put on her underwear. Her body was still soft and weak, and the skin on her chest was a little painful from the friction!

He was too demanding last night, and she was so exhausted that she thought she was going to faint!