"Oh, no!" Compared to Nathan, Jenny's reaction was half a beat. She watched the bottle cap fly over, and her subconscious action was not to avoid it, but to block it with her hands.
As a result, the bottle cap flexibly passed through her slender fingers and penetrated her neckline. A blob of blue ink appeared on the side of the neckline of her white shirt, and the bottle cap was already Tumbled in.
In an instant, the expression on her face went from shock to embarrassment, and her face was completely red.
"You have to take a shower quickly, otherwise the ink on it won't fall off." Nathan said, "You wait a moment."
Nathan rushed into the bathroom quickly, threw the mess that belonged to Steve into the cabinet, and said, "Go in."
The blushing Jenny walked in. She also knew that this was the best way. If the ink dries, it will penetrate into her white skin, just like a tattoo, which is difficult to wash off. That would be ugly!
Jenny went into the bathroom, quickly took off her clothes, and rushed in front of the shower head in the bathroom.
Nathan didn't idle outside either, and cleaned up the things Steve left behind. Well, it seems that I have to talk to him for a good time, so it won't work!
Didn't you just write him dead in the script? It's not that he really wants him to die, he has started to give up on himself in the past few days, saying that he wants to indulge himself before dying
A person with a wife and children actually has to look for it outside, huh...
After Nathan cleaned up quickly, he sat in front of the chair and sorted out the manuscript just now. Fortunately, he added page numbers when he was writing, otherwise it would definitely be messed up.
At this moment, a voice came from the bathroom: "Nathan, can you come over?"
Huh? what's up
Nathan walked over slowly, and asked through the bathroom door, "What's the matter?"
"Well, Nathan, do you have a clean shirt that you can lend me to wear?"
Nathan patted his head, damn, I forgot about it! The Jenny inside must have been struggling for a long time, she didn't even know to ask.
The shirt was dirty and couldn't be worn anymore, and she could only wear it on her own first.
very strange.
In this era, reservedness does not belong to American girls. They all advocate the so-called sex freedom, and even engage in sex parties. But now Jenny is a very conservative girl in this respect, it's rare.
"Wait." Nathan quickly walked to his closet, pulled out a piece of freshly washed clothes from it, ironed it twice with a steam iron, and walked to the bathroom door.
"You open the door a crack, and I will pass it in for you."
Nathan said.
The door slowly opened, and a hand came out inside, and Nathan put his white shirt on the white and tender hands.
At this time, in fact, as long as you follow the crack of the door, Nathan must be able to feast your eyes on it, but Nathan didn't do that.
Nathan leaned against the wall outside the bathroom, thinking, and soon the bathroom door opened.
The hibiscus comes out of clear water.
In a rush of heat, Jenny came out, her hair was dripping with water, and her shirt was obviously one size bigger than her body. If you look closely, you can see that the front seems to be quite straight. Two adzuki beans.
Jenny quickly put on her coat and regained the image of the capable female officer, but her face was still flushed: "Um, Nathan, please do me a favor. Throw me away my clothes."
The changed clothes were put in the bathroom, and Jenny had temporarily soaked them with clean water, but think about it, forget it, take it back? It's soggy, it's not easy to handle, and there are no plastic bags that are easy to handle in this era.
It’s inconvenient to stay here. You can’t let Nathan wash and dry, right? Come here by yourself? God, I never want to come here again.
Nathan glanced into the bathroom, saw the clothes soaking in the wash basin, and instantly knew what was going on.
"Don't worry, soak some lemon juice, it's better to wash it down." Nathan said, picking up a bottle, walked into the bathroom a few steps, then poured the lemon juice in, and then unconsciously turned it over with his hands. .
"No..." An exclamation came from behind.
The light in the bathroom was very dim, and Nathan saw it too. Under the white shirt, there was a black bra with an exquisite shape. Although Nathan didn't understand much, he saw something.
The Aubade brand is hand-embroidered on it. This is the logo of the French Aubad underwear company. It is one of the most famous luxury underwear brands in Europe and the most expensive underwear brand in France. It enjoys a high reputation in the world.
This kind of underwear reveals a soft and casual mood. The fabric is elegant light yarn, lace and chiffon, which highlights the gorgeous appearance and richness brought by embroidery. While vividly showing a woman's perfect curve, it also creates a woman's mystery and sexy.
As a luxury underwear brand enjoying a high reputation in the world, it is a symbol of nobility and elegance in France.
At the same time, another feature is that it is quite expensive. For an officer like Jenny, one month's salary is enough to buy a gun.
It's no wonder that Jenny's expression just now is a pity to throw it away, it's not easy to take it away if you don't throw it, and now, it's still seen by Nathan.
Jenny’s gaze was dull, and Nathan had already reacted: “Don’t worry, putting lemon juice is my stunt, soaking here for a few hours, wait a while after we finish discussing the plot, and then come back, the stains on it must have disappeared. , You hang it out with us, and return your clean clothes two days later."
Nathan is already very generous with this underwear. As an American woman, we should be more open. Which American man is willing to wash underwear for a woman
I don't want to, but it seems that I can't get rid of it now. Do I have to pay her one month's salary and buy one for her? Do not make jokes! If I had enough money back then, what would be a U.S. Navy pilot!
"This is mainly my fault. This is what I should do." After speaking, Nathan touched his nose: "Of course, if you don't mind..."
"I don't mind." Jenny had already started to walk outwards, her voice was very soft.
I have seen it, even touched it, and I am reluctant to bear this one of my favorites. That can only be the case.
At the same time, Jenny felt a small deer beating on her chest. (End of this chapter)