"We need to look for it. There should be pajamas there." Zhou Wang looked around. The clothes were not arranged by him, so he was not sure if they were prepared.
Yes, she saw it.
Chen Yun felt that his breathing was becoming increasingly difficult.
My sister lived here before, so it's normal to have her clothes here. It's also normal to see them hanging together with Zhou Wang's clothes.
Isn’t a cloakroom a place to hang clothes?
Instead of hanging clothes, hang the calendar!
"Do you like the clothes?" Zhou Wang had no experience with girls' clothes and didn't know if she would like them.
Does it matter whether she likes it or not? It's not hers. She can't just take everything she likes.
Chen Yun said nothing and walked silently towards where the pajamas were hung.
The pajamas area is also divided into several categories, including long and short suits, nightgowns, and even very cool tulle skirts that only cover privacy.
It's vaguely visible, is this fucking pajamas?
Chen Yun stared at the 'weird and weird costume' and asked her if she liked it, but she didn't want to like it too much, to the point of wanting to tear it off.
Inside the drawer were disposable white underwear. Chen Yun took one with an expressionless face, picked up a set of pajamas, and turned away.
She said nothing and didn't even look at him.
Zhou Wang followed her out, slowly thinking about what he had said that had offended her. It was obvious that something was wrong with him at the moment.
Stop the person in time the moment he walks into the bathroom.
Chen Yun was caught off guard when someone grabbed his wrist. He turned around and said angrily, "Let go!"
Zhou Wang was a little worried about her health, afraid that she might feel uncomfortable, but she insisted on taking a shower: "Tell me clearly, what's wrong?"
He was not blind and could see that she was in a bad mood. He could tell, but he couldn't guess why.
Chen Yun pulled his hand away but didn't, his eyes tilted to the side: "I'm fine."
Zhou Wang chuckled lightly: "Do you think I believe it?"
Shen Yun stopped talking again.
Zhou Wang still held her tightly, as if he was determined to waste time without explaining things clearly.
Chen Yun couldn't break free. Was his performance so obvious? He was stopped just before the final blow.
He bit his lower lip and hummed, "I was just wondering if it's not nice to wear my sister's clothes without her consent."
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