"Boom!"

"Rumble, rumble—"

The dark, overcast clouds flashed with the white light of lightning.

In just a few seconds, it was as if the Heavenly Court was holding a water festival.

Before they could react, Ye Zhou grabbed the girl and ran into a nearby building to take shelter from the rain.

The girl's hair was soaked, and her white school uniform top was also wet, turning semi-transparent. The fabric clung tightly to her body.

Ye Zhou looked down.

I immediately looked away.

It was purple, and the skin it was against was very white, like the color of milk.

The rain was pouring down, and water was still flowing from the eaves.

They successfully masked the sound of their heartbeat.

My eyes still couldn't help but wander to places I shouldn't be looking.

It's all because of this young and strong body.

Ye Zhou sighed, his sigh dissipating into the pattering rain.

He took off his white shirt, revealing an old man's vest underneath; it wasn't considered indecent behavior.

He was just showing off his well-developed biceps.

"Put this on and go upstairs first. The rain might stop sometime soon, so don't go back yet."

An Youhe blinked her big eyes and let Ye Zhou put a shirt on her and fasten the two buttons on her chest.

Ye Zhou slung the girl's backpack over his shoulder and naturally took her hand.

A big hand wrapped around a small hand.

Rainy days are also very comfortable.

Ye Zhou opened the door.

The girl didn't go in directly; instead, she stuck her head in first, like a thief.

Ye Zhou smiled. "No one's home."

He went inside and got the girl a pair of women's slippers.

Those slippers belonged to Ye Qing, who is 172 cm tall and wears size 40 shoes.

Her shoe size has always been a secret, and she's unwilling to reveal it.

"Put these on first, they're a little big. What's your shoe size?"

The girl obediently answered, "Thirty-seven."

"What about your bust size?"

The girl was about to speak when she realized something, pursed her lips tightly, and looked at Ye Zhou with teary eyes.

It's like I've been bullied.

Ye Zhou replied casually, "Just kidding."

However, he was genuinely curious. It looked like an E, but how could anyone really know without trying it out for themselves?

An You and Guai Guai put on slippers and followed behind Ye Zhou.

"Go take a shower first, don't get sick." Ye Zhou took a large short-sleeved shirt from his wardrobe and put it on An Youhe, which reached mid-thigh.

It's perfect for playing the "no pants" look.

Ye Zhou knew the girl might be shy, so he found her a pair of athletic shorts.

"If you don't mind, you can wear these for now; they're all clean."

"Is this alright?"

An Youhe's face flushed slightly.

Ye Zhou stuffed the clothes into the girl's arms.

"Ye Qing does have quite a few clothes in her wardrobe, but she hates it when people go through her things, especially me. If she comes back and finds her clothes messy, she'll jump up and beat me up. I'm sorry to trouble you."

"No, no, this is just right." An Youhe's lips curled up slightly.

"Then go take a shower first, and give me your clothes. You'll get sick if you wear them."

“Then, then, the ones inside too…” An Youhe’s voice was filled with nervousness.

Ye Zhou scratched his head, looking a little worried.

"It's best to take them off. Wearing unclean clothes will make you sick. I'll wash and dry your outer clothes first. You can wash the rest of your underwear yourself."

An Youhe blushed and said, "Okay, okay." Ye Zhou is so thoughtful; he thought of everything.

"You, you go wash up first, you got caught in the rain too," An Youhe said.

"No need, I'm in great shape and have great stamina, I won't get sick." Ye Zhou raised an eyebrow at the girl.

An Youhe turned and went into the bathroom, walking like a little penguin.

I guess it's because the slippers didn't fit properly.

The shower door closed, and soon the sound of rushing water could be heard.

Ye Zhou turned on the TV.

The blurred silhouette on the frosted glass has an added aesthetic appeal.

He recalled that in his previous life, he had met An Youhe when he was still an insurance salesman.

An Youhe was his first major client, and she was very beautiful with a great figure.

She has a good personality too.

After graduating from university, Ye Zhou's life became even more miserable, and he no longer had as much fun as he did in college.

No girlfriend, only five fingers.

During his university years, he also went through a period of self-destruction. Due to the frustration he experienced with Jiang Jiayan, he accepted most of the pretty girls who confessed their feelings to him without hesitation, but the longest relationship he had lasted no more than a week.

Fortunately, he didn't contract any diseases at that time, and he didn't know much about those girls.

When you meet An Youhe, this kind of beautiful girl who doesn't even realize it is always easy to be moved.

At that time, it seemed that he wanted An Youhe to become his girlfriend, but he didn't have the chance to say it.

"Ye Zhou".

"Um?"

The sound coming from the bathroom was relatively quiet, and Ye Zhou thought he was hallucinating.

"What's wrong?"

There are no bath towels here.

"Tsk, I forgot." Ye Zhou went to the balcony and pulled down a clean bath towel.

Standing outside the bathroom door.

"I got it," Ye Zhou said.

I silently repeated to myself, "I won't peek, I won't peek."

The door opened a crack, and a fair arm reached out, quickly snatched the bath towel from Ye Zhou's hand, and closed the door.

"Thank you, thank you."

"It's alright."

Ye Zhou pretended to be relaxed.

Even a gentleman would be wary of you?

After a while, the bathroom door opened.

The girl's hair was still wet, and she smelled of steam.

She placed her hands on her chest somewhat awkwardly.

She was too embarrassed to say it.

It's a bit embarrassing to talk about.

The fabric of the short-sleeved shirt is too rough.

When you walk, you'll feel the rough fabric rubbing against you.

There's just no way I can say it.

Ye Zhou did not notice anything unusual about the girl.

She simply stuffed her soaking wet shirt, along with An Youhe's clothes, into the washing machine.

The fan wasn't on, and it was raining heavily outside, so opening the window was cool enough.

Seeing the two people's clothes mixed together and stuffed into the washing machine, the girl sitting on the sofa blushed again.

Ye Zhou plugged in the hair dryer and handed it to An Youhe.

"Dry your hair properly."

"Um."

An Youhe turned her head; the television was still playing a program.

Ye Zhou grabbed the collar with both hands and deftly pulled the vest off his head.

Perfect shoulder blades, firm abs, and V-line extending to the mysterious place of desire.

Seeing An Youhe obediently drying her hair and watching TV, Ye Zhou naturally had no worries about being spied on.

In reality...

The girl was watching the children's channel, but her cheeks started to burn.

She didn't know what program was playing on TV.

And the reflective area of ​​the television set,

But it looks absolutely beautiful...