Watching his departing figure, Yin Tao, who was already covered in a layer of sweat, suddenly felt a little cold in the evening breeze.

...

"Mom, I'm home."

"Why are you so late today?"

"It's nothing, I just went out for a walk with Yin Tao after school." Ye Qingzhou was changing her shoes at the door while holding her school uniform. After changing her shoes, she threw her schoolbag onto the sofa and went to the balcony to take out the school uniform that she had been holding with one finger.

He didn't take any further action. He stood in front of the washing machine, spread his school uniform out, and stared at it blankly for a while.

Ye's mother felt a little strange and reminded her from behind, "Is your school uniform dirty? Put it over there and I'll wash it. You definitely won't get it clean if you wash it yourself."

Ye Qingzhou trembled and didn't say anything. After a long while, she hurriedly ran back to her room, clutching her school uniform to her chest. "I didn't wear my school uniform today!"

After saying that, he turned around and locked the door. When he came to his senses again, he found that the familiar school uniform had been thrown onto the bed.

What am I doing?

He asked this question, but he didn't know what he was doing.

Yin Tao was just wearing my school uniform.

That's all, and I even accidentally broke a sweat.

So what was I trying to do by throwing my school uniform into my room?

Ye Qingzhou didn't know, nor did she want to think about it. She simply threw herself onto the bed, supporting herself with her legs, clutching the school uniform in front of her, her eyes trembling slightly.

A familiar face suddenly popped into my mind.

Unlike usual, she wasn't wearing any clothes at this moment, only her school uniform. A large expanse of her snow-white, soft chest was almost exposed. Her cheeks seemed to be flushed, and she was slightly squinting her eyes, as if she had no intention of stopping herself. Beads of sweat dripped down her face, making her look extremely astringent.

"I'm sweating..."

"I know."

"so……"

"There is no reason why."

Ye Qingzhou gently bent down, grabbed her school uniform, her breathing quickened, and she involuntarily swallowed. A faint blush appeared on her usually indifferent face.

He then hugged the crumpled school uniform, buried his head in her chest, at the collar, took a deep breath, his whole body tensed up until stiff, but then trembled slightly at the end.

"It smells so good..."