The bathroom was misty, and He Wan'er stood under the shower with his head up, his eyes closed and he didn't move.

Hot water splashed down and poured directly onto her cheeks. The temperature of the water was slightly high, which burned her jade-like skin slightly red, and her body, which had been frozen before, also warmed up.

He Wan'er exhaled comfortably, feeling that he had finally come back to life.

The water pressure is very high, and the water temperature is good, so it must be able to wash away the smelly water and debris caught in her hair.

She spread out the head of the balls and washed it carefully, but she always felt that there was a slight smell that had not been rinsed off.

After the third time she took the shampoo, she still felt that the smell had not completely dissipated, and when she put it on the tip of her nose and smelled it, she felt a faint feeling of nausea.

I don't know if the water in the vase is put in some nutrient solution or something, it is sticky and smelly, not to mention that it is difficult to wash it, not only her hair is damaged, but her whole body is not stained except for her underwear, and the rest of her clothes are also stained with that faint fishy smell.

He Wan'er frowned bitterly - if you can't wash away the smell, how can you see people tonight?

By the way, her most embarrassed appearance was also looked at by Mo Chunshan, and she didn't know how she would be repaired by him for a while.

In Mo Chunshan's eyes, she stabbed the big basket today. He attaches so much importance to this meeting tonight, and it can also be said that the careful preparations of the previous days were all for today's dinner, and it was probably the limit of his patience that she temporarily decided to participate in the class reunion, but it also caused an incident, which made him embarrassed, not to mention, and he didn't even have enough time to go back and change clothes.

He Wan'er's eyebrows drooped involuntarily, and he sighed repeatedly, feeling that his fate today must be very touching.

Sighing, she sighed and washed for less than five minutes when she heard a knock on the door outside.

"Who?" she replied, letting her voice outweigh the movement of the water in the bathroom.

Ding Shan's voice sounded outside the door: "You have a change of clothes, you put on your underwear and come out, don't wear your dirty clothes." ”

He Wan'er pondered that it was probably the hotel staff work clothes that Ding Shan had found for a while, and suddenly felt a little lighter.

It's good to have clothes to wear, you don't have to go back to the inner ring to change into a battle robe, and you don't have to be disgusted by Mo Chunshan.

Good sister, what a thing to say!

As soon as he was in a good mood, He Guaner felt that the hair and body that couldn't be washed away just now suddenly became slippery and fragrant, and they didn't stink at all.

After a few minutes, she turned off the hot water, neatly wrapped herself in a bath towel, and pushed open the bathroom door and poked her head out to take a look.

When he found that only Ding Shan was sitting on the bed playing with his mobile phone outside, He Wan'er came out boldly and asked Ding Shan, "Where are the clothes?"

Ding Shan turned around when she heard the movement, and smiled extremely flatteringly: "Madam, the change of clothes is ready, I will wait for you to change them?"

He Wan'er heard that the corners of his eyes twitched, and he didn't understand what kind of nerves Ding Shan was having at this time, and he was playing.

When she saw the dress on the bed clearly, she suddenly stammered: "What is this, this, this?"

"How do I know what it is?" Ding Shan raised her eyebrows, her eyes full of banter, "Your family Mo always asked the waiter to hand it over to me, and said that you should change it and go out to meet people again." Madam, is it time to change your clothes?"

He Wan'er was suspicious, and he didn't understand how Mo Chunshan could change a set of fancy clothes like magic, Ding Shan was already obsessed with stroking his clothes and sighed: "A first-line big-name limited edition, a dress is more than 70,000, I really can't afford to break my bones." How can you bear not to wear it but wear a Uniqlo outfit? You don't have any basic respect for clothes!"

He Wan'er didn't care about Ding Shan's nonsense, he only frowned and looked at the set of clothes, and the more he looked at it, the more familiar he felt.

After watching it for half a minute, she finally recognized that the dress on the bed was the one Caijia had chosen for her that day, saying that it was very suitable for her to wear on a formal occasion to meet her elders, and she bought it despite her stubborn advice.

The dark gray coat is not unusual, the main thing is that the wrap skirt inside is too arrogant.

The pure black velvet base is decorated with hand-embroidered roses, the red flowers are delicate and lively, and the stamen of each flower is a small crystal, and the light shines brightly. The skirt is fitted and the neckline is a little deep, but wearing a wrap will solve this problem perfectly.

It is indeed as Caijia said, it is very suitable for festive occasions, but it is contrary to He Waner's principle of requiring himself to be low-key.

This set of lively and high-profile clothes, as soon as he mentioned it, He Waner hid it in the deepest part of the wardrobe, and never thought of wearing it, who knew that it would appear here.

She blinked her eyes, but she was a little sure that this dress should be the so-called "spot" that Mo Chunshan brought out from the depths of the wardrobe, but how could he know that the prophet knew that she was so embarrassed today, and prepared a complete set from the inside out, and even the **** shoes did not fall?

The most important thing is that she knows what the effect of this dress will be when she wears it, that is, it will undoubtedly become the center of attention of the audience.

He Wan'er frowned for a while, but there was only one choice in front of him—wasn't it just to change? Otherwise, would it be naked?

She didn't care about Ding Shan watching her change her clothes, hurriedly put on the dress as fast as she could, and then opened the door in a hurry, and then was startled.

There were seven or eight female classmates outside the door, all of them looking forward to waiting and seeing, and as soon as the door opened, they all rushed in, pushing He Guaner into the room by the way, and the one who walked at the end also took the door with him.

"What are you doing?" He Wan'er looked at the group of classmates in front of him, and realized that they were all a few people at the same table with her at lunch today, and exclaimed.

"What else can you do?" Ding Shanyin said with a smile, "Torture you." ”

Next, a group of people surrounded her and commented on He Wan'er's new outfit.

It's easy to see enough, Ding Shan clapped her hands for a long time, and then jumped up and pinched He Guan'er's face, pretending to be resentful: "He Guan'er, I just wanted to ask you what your intentions were." You obviously have a domineering president who has changed into plain old clothes to attend the class reunion, are you afraid that we will not be able to raise our heads in front of you? Or are you pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger? Or are you deliberately pretending to be down-and-out and actually looking for an opportunity to show off your own man?"

Three questions in a row, straight to the soul.

As soon as she finished asking, the other classmates were filled with righteous indignation: "He Guan'er, you are so dishonest, you have such an excellent boyfriend and pretend to be single, it's really good to hide it." ”

Then another female classmate interjected: "I think what the woman said just now is outrageous, if you want to be interesting to Feng Xi, where can you get her?"

This sentence resonated with the women.

He Wan'er hurriedly waved his hand: "It's not my boyfriend! ”

Ding Shan immediately raised her eyebrows: "Oh, that's her husband?"

He Wan'er was simply one head and two big, and argued: "It's not a husband, please don't guess, I have nothing to do with him!"