But......

While eating breakfast, I was served like an uncle, especially by this eldest young master, it felt quite cool.

Biting into the meat bun, the commemorative mouth opened his mouth with a command.

"Remember to blow eighty percent dry, otherwise it will hurt the hair quality, my hair has been left for several years, and you can't afford to blow it...... Stay away from my scalp and don't burn me ......"

Small, give some sunshine and it will be bright?!

Leng Xiaoxie shook his head amusedly, but the movements in his hand did not stop, pulling her hair with one hand, and carefully controlling the hair dryer with his other palm.

By the time Memorial finished breakfast quickly, Leng Xiaoye had already dried her hair.

By this time, his phone had already rang.

"Okay, we'll come right here!" Leng Xiaoye hung up the phone and quickly cleaned up the tableware on the table, "Go put on your shoes, it's too late!" The car has arrived at the gate. ”

Rushing into the bedroom to put on her socks and shoes, Memorial looked left and right, picked up his leather band from the ground, and hurried out the door with his hair in his hands.

Inside the T-shirt, her freshly sewn corset stretched open.

Her hair hadn't been tied yet, and the part she had just sewn had been stretched again, and the two soft flesh on her chest had escaped from the restraints in an instant.

Realizing what had happened, Memorial was momentarily angry, and a dirty word had already come out of his mouth.

"Nima!"

Leng Xiaoye pulled the key from the door.

"Don't involve your parents in personal grievances, my mother didn't offend you!"

"What, I'm not scolding you, I'm scolding the corset!" Memorial turned his face sharply, "Open the door and get another sewing kit!" ”

"What's wrong?" Leng Xiaoye looked at her suspiciously.

"I ...... My corset is broken again! Remembrance looked helpless, "Just now...... It seems that there is no sewing firmly. ”

"Are you a woman?"

Leng Xiaoye glanced at her speechlessly, quickly opened the door, rushed to the room, grabbed the sewing kit on the table, turned around and rushed over to open the box, and pulled out the needle with the thread still on it.

"Turn around!"

"What?"

Leng Xiaoye turned her around, "Hold your chest with your hands!" ”

She moved instinctively, her face still turning to look at him in confusion, "You...... To ......"

Before the question was finished, Leng Xiaoye had already picked up her T-shirt and pulled it through the opening of the loose corset.

"You!"

"Do you want to go into battle in a vacuum?"

Memorial was speechless, just resigned to his fate.

It's too late, it's impossible to go back to the dormitory to change clothes, and she can't go into battle in a vacuum.

Pinching the ends of the torn clothes, Leng Xiaoye quickly sewed her clothes with needles and threads.

"Sew it strong!" She reminded softly.

"Don't worry, I know better than you!"

Holding the needle in his hand, Leng Xiaoye bent down, directly bit off the thread with his teeth, reached out and pinched the buckle of her corset, and quickly buckled it.

"OK, let's go!"

Memorial quickly adjusted a corset and strode out the door.

Leng Xiaoye stuffed the needle into the sewing kit and chased it out by grabbing the sewing kit.

Locked the door, ran down with her, and the two ran to the front of the office building together and got into the car that came to answer them.

Saying hello to the instructor in the car, Leng Xiaoye quietly stuffed the sewing kit in his hand into the commemorative hand.

"Take it, just in case!"

Remembrance took it with a red face.

The instructor turned his face, "What, there's still a secret weapon?" ”

Leng Xiaoye smiled, "That's!" ”

As he spoke, he didn't forget to turn his face and look at the memorial ambiguously.

"Restricted-level 'murder weapon'!"