How much success will that man achieve in the future?
Chen Cuiliu felt that she didn't even dare to think about it.
I dare not think about whether she will be able to meet such a person again in her future life if she misses him!
The imaginary desire pushed Chen Cuiliu into a dead end.
She was thinking about the shame and she knew that she couldn't just let it go.
She stood up, picked up her best plaid jacket and put it on, fixed her hair in front of the small round mirror, and then took out the lipstick from her shoulder bag and put it on, all in a very fast manner.
Walking quietly to Bi Tielin's door, Chen Cuiliu clenched her fists and tried to pull the door open. It didn't open the first time, so she tried again.
Bi Tielin had just changed his briefs and was putting on his pants when he heard a clanging sound. He paused, turned his head to look at the door, and felt something was wrong. He looked back and was furious!
Who can hang curtains in broad daylight? This isn't a building.
His bedroom window faces the backyard, and the front window faces the living room. If it wasn't intentional, who would be crazy enough to stand there?
I felt angry.
How could he not be angry? The key point was that Bi Tielin didn't know when Chen Cuiliu was standing there, and he was still changing his pants. Wouldn't this be seen by others?
Bi Tielin glanced outside, listened to the persistent knocking on the window, turned around without saying a word, and quickly put on his cotton trousers and outer pants.
Bi Tielin, who was neatly dressed, pulled open the door, holding a black bag in his right hand, and looked very unhappy.
Chen Cuiliu hesitated and said, "I, I think, have you eaten yet? I came to ask if you want to eat?"
You watched me put it on during the live broadcast, and then you ran to the door to wait, right? (To be continued.)
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