When Fang Zhuoran was changing into jeans, Lin Mai kept his back to him.
When he said he was ready, she turned around with a red face and took a pink shirt for him to put on.
All that lingered on the tip of Fang Zhuoran's nose was the fragrance of Lin Mai, and he felt the indescribable tenderness when she changed his shirt.
It's like...a wife serving her husband.
Unable to help but feel thirsty, he raised her delicate chin and kissed her lips without any explanation.
Everything happened without warning, and Lin Mai was kissed tightly by him.
She wanted to escape, but the back of her head was held tightly by one of his big hands, making it impossible for her to escape.
His lips were so soft, yet a little cold. He kissed her upper and lower lips gently but firmly, and gradually their lips became hot.
That kind of heart palpitations made Lin Mai's brain completely shut down. He only knew that love could be so sweet, so sweet...
I don't know how long it took before Fang Zhuoran let her go.
Lin Mai lowered his head in embarrassment, not daring to look into his eyes.
Fang Zhuoran looked at her with satisfaction and licked his lips: "What a sweet girl, so sweet!"
He doesn't like sweets, but this one is an exception.
"I also have something for you."
Fang Zhuoran picked up a few paper bags on the bed and handed them to Lin Mai.
Lin Mai opened it and saw that there were two bags filled with the most expensive dresses sold in the wholesale market.
There is also a bag containing bras, which are the kind of bras that look expensive at first glance, but are of good quality and sexy.
Lin Mai was surprised and said: "You secretly went to the clothing wholesale market behind my back to buy it?"
"Otherwise." Fang Zhuoran said gently, "Try on the clothes I bought."
Lin Mai picked up a skirt and put it down again: "I'll try it alone when you go to give a lecture at South China Medical University in the afternoon."
Fang Zhuoran smiled: "You are afraid that I will see you all. If you don't show me now, I will still see you all in the future."
Lin Mai didn't answer his question, with a blush on his face that didn't dissipate. He patted his hard chest and said, "Take off your new clothes and I'll wash them."
New clothes have passed through the hands of countless people. They are thrown around during the production process and are not washed or dried, making them unsafe to wear.
Fang Zhuoran obediently took off his new clothes, but instead of letting Lin Mai wash them alone, he washed them with her, and both of them washed all their new clothes.
When Lin Mai was washing the underwear Fang Zhuoran bought for her, she saw that the size was completely correct, and she was a little surprised: "How do you know my size so well?"
Fang Zhuoran said seriously: "If you like someone, you will find a way to know everything about them. I like you, and it is normal to know the size of your clothes.
Don’t you also know the size of my clothes? Otherwise, the clothes you buy for me won’t fit so well.”
Lin Mai's washing action suddenly stopped.
She believed that women were born with the ability to visually determine the size of other people's clothes. It turned out that men also had this ability, but they just had to see if the other person was worthy of him using this ability.
In his previous life, he was not a person worth knowing about Wu Xiaoyu, so he didn't know the size of his clothes, so he never bought clothes for himself.
Not only does he not know the size of his clothes, he also doesn’t know any of his preferences, let alone the days of his menstrual period.
Sometimes during his menstrual period, in the middle of winter, he would watch himself washing clothes in cold water, but he never felt distressed.
Fang Zhuoran saw that Lin Mai was washing the clothes well, but suddenly stopped washing them, and looked at her sideways.
Seeing her tears falling down, she was startled and asked quickly: "Daughter-in-law, what's wrong with you? Did I do something wrong?"
Lin Mai embarrassedly wiped his tears with the back of his hand, shook his head, and said: "You didn't do anything wrong, you were just too good to me!"
Fang Zhuoran breathed a sigh of relief: "I thought you were angry because I was staring at your breasts. I even knew your underwear size."
He scratched her pretty little nose and said, "Is that enough to buy you a few clothes? Then you will be satisfied too easily.
Besides, if I’m not good to my wife, who should I be good to?”
When I think about the relationship with Gu Manshi, she wants the best in everything. In comparison, the little girl's requirements for "good" are too low, so low that it makes people feel distressed.
Lin Mai said embarrassedly: "You are calling me wife, we are not married."
Fang Zhuoran immediately climbed up the pole: "Why don't we hold the wedding first and wait until you are twenty years old to get the marriage certificate, so that I can call you my wife in an open and honest manner."
Lin Mai shook his head and continued washing clothes: "No, I want to enjoy the sweetness of love for a few more years."
Fang Zhuoran said dotingly: "You can also enjoy the sweetness of love when you get married."
Lin Mai looked at him suspiciously: "Why do I think you look like a bad aunt who deceives children with marshmallows?"
"I'm not!"
"You are it!" Lin Mai playfully picked up the water from the basin and poured it at him.
Fang Zhuoran saw that she looked so cute when she smiled, and suddenly his childish innocence came out, and he also picked up water and poured it on her.
The two of them went back and forth and celebrated the Water Splashing Festival.
After a while, Lin Mai was soaked all over, even his hair was dripping with water, but Fang Zhuoran was only partially wet.
She rolled her eyes at Fang Zhuoran: "It's you!"
He went to the room to get a change of clothes, and pushed Fang Zhuoran out: "Get out, I want to change clothes!"
Fang Zhuoran chuckled and just walked out of the bathroom when he heard Lin Mai yelling "Oops!" behind him.
When he looked back, it turned out that she had made a mistake when hanging the change of clothes on the hook, and instead of hanging them, they all fell into the basin of unfinished new clothes and got wet.
Lin Mai turned around and looked at him helplessly: "What should I do? I have no clothes to change~"
"Wear mine."
Fang Zhuoran found a white shirt of his for her.
Lin Mai hesitated and took it, then closed the door.
The sound of running water coming from inside made Fang Zhuoran's blood rush in the room, and Lin Mai's exquisite curves when he was soaked just now always appeared in his mind.
After a while, the sound of water in the bathroom disappeared.
Fang Zhuoran guessed that the little girl must have finished taking a bath.
He suddenly looked forward to Lin Mai putting on his white shirt and looked toward the bathroom door with burning eyes.
Before the bathroom door was opened, Lin Mai screamed.
Fang Zhuoran felt his heart tighten, and rushed over like lightning, pushing open the bathroom door. The scene in front of him almost made his nose bleed.
Lin Mai was lying on the ground in his white shirt.
There was a piece of soap next to one of her bare feet. She probably slipped on the soap accidentally.
Fang Zhuoran was afraid that the back of her head would hit the ground and fall out, so he hurriedly said: "Don't move around, I'll check it for you."
At this time, when Lin Mai thought about his two long legs being exposed naked under Fang Zhuoran's eyes, he felt extremely embarrassed and screamed in horror: "Don't come over, you must not come over!"
Fang Zhuoran heard her voice filled with anger and knew that she was fine.
The corners of his mouth curled up slightly, and he leaned over to hug the princess.
He whispered in her ear: "You are my woman if you wear my clothes, and you dare to tell me that you can't come over? Who gave you the courage to do so?"
Lin Mai blinked and looked at him as if he didn't recognize him.
Is the professor, who looks aloof and aloof, so sultry?
What should I do? I just like to watch him talk about love seriously.
When Fang Zhuoran put her on the bed and started to check her injuries, Lin Mai shot back: "Is she your woman if you put on your clothes?
Give me some more clothes, and I can go out and bring you a group of women!"
Fang Zhuoran lowered his head and kissed her heavily on the lips: "It doesn't matter to you, whether you wear my clothes or not, you are my woman."