Pulling the hem of her skirt, she stood blankly in front of the large mirror that was still stained with water vapor. She was obviously a little distracted. There seemed to be a voice in her head constantly reminding her: She was seen out by her brother-in-law! She was seen out by her brother-in-law.
Already...
It’s over, it’s over!
what to do?
Her green-white fingertips stirred uneasily, and she frowned in confusion, drawing crosses one after another on the foggy mirror, until all the mist of water vapor dissipated, but she still had no face left.
"Knock knock" There were two slight knocks on the thick glass door, and Qin Muyuan urged from outside: "Are you okay?"
His tone had returned to its previous calmness, as if nothing had happened just now.
"...Okay, okay!" Tong Yao responded hurriedly, took a deep breath, leaned over and stuffed the messy clothes into the paper bag
When she picked up Qin Muyuan's suit, she couldn't help but pause. She hesitated for a second and stuffed it in too: it was so dirty. If she returned it to her uncle now, he would definitely not be able to wear it.
It’s better to wash it off and talk about it...
When he opened the door and came out, Qin Muyuan was sitting on the sofa with his eyes closed and concentrating. It looked like he had been waiting for a long time.
Hearing her movement, he opened his eyes and looked over, with a bit of shock in his eyes: She was wearing a chiffon skirt with a simple and unique design, the fluffy skirt outlined her slender waist, and her slender calves were exposed, white and dazzling, well-behaved and cute
sweet……
He just found a decent women's clothing brand store nearby and asked the shopping guide to get her the right size. Unexpectedly... the effect was good!
But there was still no wave in his deep eyes. He relaxed his brows, stood up gracefully and picked up the car keys on the coffee table: "Let's go"
"...Oh, okay" Tong Yao's face turned slightly red and he followed Qin Muyuan cautiously.
Regarding Shicai's embarrassment, Qin Muyuan behaved calmly, and Tong Yao couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. He walked along and regained his composure. When he left the room and walked to the car, Tong Yao raised his little face and asked him: "Uncle
,where are we going?"
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