The man didn't reply.
She picked up her change of clothes and went into the bathroom. When she came out of the shower, she saw a new WeChat message from him. It was just one word: "Yeah."
Xia Weiyi thought about it and sent him another WeChat message: "I've wanted her to call me sister for a long time."
Throw your phone away and go blow dry your hair.
After drying my hair, I was fully expecting him to come back.
Every time she sent him a WeChat message, it didn’t matter if he replied slowly, she could just wait.
But if he doesn't reply, she will scratch her head and can't sleep, and she must use some means to make him reply.
She randomly took a full-body selfie of herself kneeling on the bed with her long hair slightly messy after taking a shower.
Under the dim desk lamp, the girl is bare-faced, with snow-white skin, rosy cheeks, and bright red lips. She is pure and seductive, like a peach tempting to be picked.
It has a sweet and juicy flavor.
Send this photo.
Withdraw after 30 seconds.
"Brother Wu'an, I'm sorry, I sent the wrong WeChat message."
Her WeChat messages still fell on deaf ears, and she couldn't help but think too much. Was it her who bullied Si Mumu? Was Brother Wu'an angry?
After all, she is not his biological sister.
A sad feeling came over her, her nose turned slightly red, and she couldn't control her tears from falling. At this moment, she felt like she was his biological sister.
In the apartment over there, after Si Wuan received her selfie, he couldn't help but think, who was she originally going to send this photo to?
Who is she blooming for with her bright and juicy beauty?
He kept the photo in a secret file with a blank expression.
Taking a quick glance, there are many photos stored there, all of which are of the same person.
From childhood to adulthood, the records are very clear.
There is a photo of the girl with a ponytail and wearing a school uniform, with the words: Orange-flavored lollipop written on it.
A photo of herself wearing a white dress and standing by the sea, with the caption: The smell of white roses.
A girl wearing a smoky pink cheongsam has a birthday cake in front of her with the words "Sweet Cream Cake" written on it.
And for this photo, he wrote two words: edible.
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