The right boy looked at him sideways, picked up the clothes and threw them back.
Damn it, he is deliberately looking for trouble. It's not like she hasn't washed her clothes before. How could this happen? He must have done it himself.
"Change your clothes, dress up, and go shopping with me."
Nangong also didn't answer her and announced arbitrarily.
He was leaning on the desk, holding his hands on his chest, looking at his right son with his dark eyes, and there was a faint and charming smile at the corner of his mouth.
"I don't want to go, Damn Bingshan, you have to go by yourself!"
The right son was furious and shouted loudly.
Pick up the quilt, cover yourself completely, and go to sleep.
"Yu Yishan, you agreed for a month that you would be at my disposal, and you would be there whenever I was told, but you forgot about it so quickly?"
The evil voice penetrated my right son's fragile eardrum like a magic sound.
"Okay, I'll go, you go out first, I want to change clothes."
You'er got up depressed and said helplessly.
"You have already looked at me, why don't you allow me to look at you? You are my fiancée."
Nangong also slowly moved to her, stretched out his slender fingers, picked up a strand of her long hair, put it to his nose, and took a deep sniff.
On her wrist, the purple vine chain is particularly dazzling.
An ambiguous atmosphere circulated in the air. You'er stared at Nangong Yi who suddenly changed his face with wide eyes. He didn't know how to react for a moment.
"Hmm! It smells good——"
Nangong Yi raised the corners of his mouth, his eyes were blurred, and there was a charming smile on his handsome face.
"Get out of here—monster—"
You'er yelled, and a large peach blossom flew in front of her eyes, all pink. The damn handsome face in the center of the peach blossom was smashed by her slap, and the peach blossoms were scattered all over the ground.
The right child is wearing a white pleated dress, just above the knee, a pair of lavender crystal high heels, and a small red-checked bag with a white background. Her long hair is draped over her shoulders, and she wears a military green hairpin.
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She was very ladylike, and she was very satisfied with herself. Except for the face that she had specially concealed, everything was fine. She thought that if Bingshan wanted to buy clothes, he would definitely go to an expensive specialty store, and he would definitely laugh at him if he wore nondescript clothes.
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"Yu Yishan, are you changing clothes or making clothes?"
Someone's roar has already been heard.
"Bingshan, if you think I'm slow, you can leave! I don't want to go anyway."
The right son walked out slowly.
"Well! Yu Yishan, actually you can be very feminine."
Nangong also looked at her with satisfaction, his slender peach blossom eyes narrowed into a slit.