After Zhang Haiyang and Xiaofan left, they went to Zhang Haiyang's small apartment.

This is also Xiaofan’s first time entering Lilac Pavilion.

Like a curious baby, look left and right.

After chattering for a while, he finally calmed down.

"Sister Yangyang, I don't want to go home tonight. I want to sleep with you, is it okay?" Xiaofan lay on Zhang Haiyang's bed, puffing out her cheeks and asking coquettishly.

"Okay, I'm bored when I'm alone every day. With you by my side, it's not too late to be happy!"

Zhang Haiyang took his pajamas and went to the bathroom to take a shower.

Xiaofan was bored alone and didn't want to watch TV.

I got up from the bed and went to Zhang Haiyang's wardrobe, intending to find a pair of clean pajamas for myself and wash myself when Zhang Haiyang came out.

The moment he opened the wardrobe, Xiaofan was stunned.

A section of the wardrobe is dedicated to men's clothes, neatly arranged and divided into categories.

My goodness, everything a man needs is here inside and out.

What surprised Xiaofan was that all these clothes belonged to his eldest brother.

Xiaofan is very familiar with her eldest brother's clothing taste.

I saw that half of Zhang Haiyang’s cabinet was Zheng Yuanyang’s things.

Xiaofan's little head began to spin rapidly.

If Sister Yangyang doesn't like her brother, why does she have his clothes in her closet? And her brother has obviously lived here. Otherwise, Sister Yangyang cannot have a fetish and specialize in collecting his clothes, from the inside out.

Collect them all.

The corners of his lips raised, his eyes moved, and he said a meaningful "Oh...".

These two people have big problems.

Zhang Haiyang still couldn't calm down about the scene she saw in the mall. She hurriedly took a shower and wanted to go to bed early. In her sleep, she might forget the things she didn't want to face. Escape might be a way.

Only when she falls asleep will she stop thinking about him and other things she doesn't want to think about.

At the door of the bedroom, I saw Xiaofan standing in front of the closet, with a rich expression on his face.

No need to think about it, Xiaofan must have seen Zheng Yuanyang's clothes.

A single woman's room will have a man's clothes, and this man is the girl's brother.

Let me ask you, who doesn’t have random thoughts?

Zheng Yuanyang's clothes are always kept in a black suitcase.

Later, Zhang Haiyang unconsciously organized his clothes and hung them in the closet. His personal clothes were put in storage boxes by category.

Maybe it’s because I want to see things and miss people.

Looking at these clothes, she will feel that Zheng Yuanyang is beside her.

The man's breath lingered on his clothes, as if his every move was right before his eyes.

At this moment, Xiaofan discovered it, and there was nothing to explain. The thing was right in front of him, and explanations were useless.

She didn't want to deny the fact that Zheng Yuanyang was once here with her.

Thinking of this, I felt a little happy in my heart. She opened her thin lips and said, "Xiaofan, go take a bath quickly. I won't take in little tabby cats who don't take baths!"

When Xiaofan heard her voice, he pulled himself out of his fantasy, grabbed a pair of ocean pajamas, and hurried into the bathroom.

Xiaofan hid in the bathroom and called his elder brother.

The call was quickly answered by Zheng Yuanyang.

"Hey, brother, it's me!" Xiaofan tried his best to lower his voice, fearing that Zhang Haiyang would hear him due to poor sound insulation in the bathroom.

Zheng Yuanyang sent Ailijia away after they left the mall.

He drove aimlessly alone and came to the downstairs of Zheng Zhang Haiyang's home. He looked at the familiar floors and familiar rooms with the lights on.

As soon as the car stopped, Xiaofan's call came.

"What's the matter?" He said calmly.
Chapter completed!