His chest was very strong, as stiff as a stone, but not as cold as a stone, with a temperature enough to burn her.
I don't know if it was her illusion, but his body temperature seemed to be a little higher than when he was on the stairs before. Being held tightly in such an embrace, Lan Feifei felt as if her body was on fire, and the alcohol in her body also boiled.
"I'm sorry, I accidentally bumped into you." He Chaoran said in a low voice, and gently let go of her.
In the darkness, all senses are infinitely magnified. He could feel her soft body and the faint fragrance of her body.
After not seeing her for so long, he actually missed her very much—although, he tried his best to suppress his emotions and forced himself not to think about her.
He suddenly regretted why he let her go so quickly? Many evil thoughts popped up in her dizzy mind, such as taking the opportunity to push her against the wall and kiss her hard, or... more touches.
After all, her parents were sleeping, and she was afraid of disturbing them, so she must not dare to exclaim loudly.
If she just obeyed him, it would prove that she still had a chance. Girls are sometimes so duplicity, only the body is the most honest. If he wants to, he will burn the boat and give it a try? Just give yourself one last chance
While he was thinking about these things, Lan Feifei had already led him to the dressing room and turned on the lights in the room.
The eyes suddenly brightened up, and the dark thoughts in his mind were instantly dispelled by the light.
Lan Feifei stood at the door and hesitated for a while, but closed the door anyway. She felt that He Chaoran would not do anything to her in her own home. Moreover, she really didn't want her parents to know about it.
She pointed to the position of the sofa and signaled He Chaoran to sit down: "Wait a while, I'll take out the clothes for you."
As she spoke, she was already walking towards a large row of mobile hangers. After searching inside for a while, she finally took out the black tight-fitting hole suit and black tight-fitting hole pants with some guilt.
In order to hide her embarrassment, when she handed him the clothes, she deliberately changed the subject and asked, "Do you want something to drink? I'll go downstairs and get it for you."
Because she couldn't imagine that when he came out of the dressing room wearing this outfit, she stood at the door and watched him walking towards him.
She would really want to dig a hole and bury herself!
"Whatever, orange juice!" Naturally, He Chaoran didn't know what she was thinking, took the clothes in her hand, and walked towards the locker room with long legs.
It wasn't until he changed into that suit of clothes that he finally understood the panic that flashed in Lan Feifei's eyes before she left. The design of this dress is a perfect interpretation of what it means to not cover the place that should be covered, nor to cover the place that should not be covered.
Looking at the holes here and there on his body, he frowned tightly—wasn't there just a hole in his shoulder before? Why are there holes all over the body now? Even the black jeans are full of distressed brushing and holes.
Does she think he is the leader of the gang of beggars? But is the leader of the beggar gang so sexy? No, she must have regarded him as a cowherd, how could a serious blue boy dress like this!