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It was very warm in the ward, and she happened to come out of the bathroom when they came in.

It was completely different from the Liheng they had seen before!

She was wearing a black one-piece underwear and a pair of jeans. Her hair was in a high bun. Her arms, shoulders, backbones, collarbones, and neck were all exposed. She was so white and tender that she glowed! Even though there were scars on her face, her facial features were awe-inspiring.

This is the real Li Heng, the Li Heng raised in the fairy world of Yaochi.

She glanced at them without paying attention, walked to the table, picked up the charged mobile phone and looked through it.

The moment Ken Ning saw her, his heart suffocated! Especially because of her "looking down" attitude, it really made people feel that you are all careless, how can you get into her eyes.

Ken Ning glanced at Octavia,

Apparently he was similarly shocked,

Temperament is simply a metaphysics. She didn't say a word, and she stood there playing with her mobile phone with her back to them. It was scornful to say it, but it just made people surrender. She felt that this was how she should be. At this time, she said one more thing

Those words are not hers!

Kenning put the things in his hands on the small sofa.

Octavia spoke, "We've changed the venue. It's not far from your school."

"I won't be able to go for at least a month. I've already missed classes and I have to catch up." She turned around and leaned against the table. She was still typing with her mobile phone in one hand and put it in her jeans pocket with the other hand. She took a look.

He continued to look back at the phone and said.

"Okay, I understand, this month's remuneration will not be less than a penny and I will still give it to you. After all, you were injured here." Octavia also said businesslikely.

"Yeah." She responded coldly. It was obvious that she was not in a high mood.

Sincerity is considered efficient. It seems that as soon as she mentioned it, he immediately started to do it. When he went out this time, he actually went to pick up the dress she liked in person.

I got it, a large black gift box handbag.

Put it directly on the bed.

"There is a white chrysanthemum inside." Zhenzhen said,

"Okay. Thanks." She put down her phone and came over to open the gift box with her own hands. She took out the black skirt. The way she opened the gift box seemed too ordinary.

Not shying away from the three of them at all, she took off her jeans and put on this simple and neat black skirt.

The zipper at the back reached straight to the center of the village. She turned her back to Zhencheng, and Zhenxin glanced at Octavia and the others. They all smiled, and Zhenzhen zipped it up for her.

Really high-quality things impress people at first glance! Of course, you have to meet the most suitable person.

The perfect waistline and the hem of the skirt expose the calf just right. The look is "Hepburn's Roman Holiday" style, noble and playful.

She inserted the blooming white anus wrapped in black satin into the pocket of her skirt, then walked to the table, unplugged the charging cable of her mobile phone, held the mobile phone in her hand, walked to the bedside, and unpacked the matching high-heeled shoes package in the gift box with one hand.

He took it off neatly and turned to look at Octavia and the others, "Please send me somewhere else, please."

"Okay." Ken Ning replied with a smile.

The black stilettos were placed on the floor, and her bare feet were put on, and she walked away as soon as she could. Unlike other girls who have to go to the mirror to look at themselves for a long time - once she put them on, she didn't even look in the mirror, but she was already so beautiful that she couldn't be more excited.

The human heart is nothing!

Just as he went out like this, Octavia asked, "Aren't you cold?"

She turned back and frowned, "There is a heater here, there is a heater in the car, and there is a heater over there. When will I get cold?"

Octavia himself smiled uncomfortably.

Straight man, you don't understand that the "temperature" of a woman wearing a skirt is different from your perception.

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