Xing Haodong dumped the suitcase down and said, "I don't have many clothes. Can I use your closet for a while?"
Jiang Mingxin narrowed his eyes. "Of course not! My...closet is very small, not even big enough to hang my own clothes."
But she soon regretted it, because Xing Haodong took out a folding clothes hanger, installed it, and placed it at the head of the bed. A row of men's clothes were hung there so carelessly. Wouldn't she see it every day in the future?
"Wait a minute, I'll make some room!"
She quickly tidied up the wardrobe and freed up one-third of the space for Xing Haodong to hang his clothes.
In addition to the black, white, and blue uniforms, he also had a few army green uniforms, probably left over from his retirement. Hanging them alongside her skirts and tops of various colors, it inexplicably made her face flush.
Jiang Mingxin turned around and wanted to go out, but was blocked by Xing Haodong who was coming towards him.
She didn't feel it when she lived alone, but now that there is suddenly one more person, the bedroom has become cramped.
One wanted to move forward, the other wanted to move sideways, and they moved at the same time and almost bumped into each other.
Xing Haodong's arm accidentally brushed against the thin fabric on her chest. The sensitive touch made her shrink instinctively, but he seemed not to notice. The hormones and soap smell of the mature man invaded her nasal cavity because they were too close, and it smelled indescribably good.
Jiang Mingxin frowned, took a step back, and accidentally bumped into the footboard at the end of the bed.
She hissed softly, and Xing Haodong immediately squatted down and held her ankle. "Where did you hit it?"
Jiang Mingxin felt inexplicably embarrassed and annoyed. She whispered, "Don't touch me," then quickly pushed him away and walked away.
Xing Haodong curled the corners of his lips imperceptibly, and casually unbuttoned his shirt, revealing a white tank top.
The muscular biceps femoris shines with a matte texture and pure wheat color, making people want to look at it again and again.
He took the shirt and walked to the bathroom, "I want to wash clothes, which basin can I use?"
Jiang Mingxin quickly followed and said, "Those two enamel basins are mine. If you want to use them, just use the big red plastic basin."
That was the basin she used to wash the rags during her previous cleaning. Since she was generous, she gave it to him for free.
Xing Haodong nodded, quickly washed the shirt and hung it on the clothes rack, then took out his towel, toothpaste, toothbrush, soap, etc. and placed them in the toilet.
His razor looked very high-end. It was actually electric, came with its own power cord, and came in a leather box.
Seeing her curiosity, Xing Haodong opened it and showed it to her. "It's made in the Soviet Union. My father gave it to me on my twentieth birthday."
Jiang Mingxin nodded suddenly.
Afterwards, Xing Haodong walked back into the kitchen, unbuttoning his cuffs as he walked. Whether intentionally or unintentionally, he rolled up his sleeves to his elbows, revealing his powerful arms. The slightly bulging blood vessels on his forearms and the protruding veins on the backs of his hands meandered, charming and sexy!
Xing Haodong's casual movement hit her hard. Jiang Mingxin watched silently without even blinking.
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