After about five minutes, the bedroom door opened with a bang.

A glimmer of bright starlight flashed in Shen Mochen's dark and deep eyes, and then he looked towards the bedroom door expectantly.

A white figure rushed out of the bedroom directly, running all the way to Shen Mochen, Peach raised a white and pink little face, looked at him with a smile and said, "How is it??" ”

"......" Shen Mochen narrowed his eyes and looked at the peach wearing his white shirt, this guy actually put the white shirt directly on her T-shirt, and the jeans on his legs were still the same as just now...... It caused him to rejoice in the air......

"Uh...... Don't...... Isn't it sexy??? Peaches looked at Shen Mochen's slowly frowning eyebrows, and the excitement just now was half extinguished at once.

The book says...... Is this how to wear a white shirt?? Shen Mochen was silent for a moment, and asked in an uncertain voice.

"It's not." Momoko replied honestly.

"Then why do you wear it like this??" Shen Mochen raised a pair of delicate eyebrows, looked at Peach puzzled, and asked.

"Uh...... People are embarrassed to dress like that......" Momoko looked at Shen Mochen a little shyly, and said in a sneering voice: "What if I can't wear that feeling and am laughed at by you......"

"Do you think I'm going to laugh at you??"

“……”

No...... But I think I'm going to be in danger if I dress like that......

Momoko's big black and white eyes convey such a message.

"Then I won't be able to answer your question......" Shen Mochen sighed with a helpless expression: "As the saying goes, seeing is believing, and I can't easily evaluate things that I haven't seen." ”

"That ......" Peaches bit her lower lip lightly, remembering Jin Xiaowei's tangled and distressed appearance in her mind, she hesitated for a moment, and finally made up her mind: "Then you wait a while......"

"Hmm......" Shen Mochen leaned on the sofa for a long time, picked up the teacup on the coffee table and took a sip gently, the corners of his lips hooked up a successful smile.

Another five minutes later, the bedroom door opened softly.

Shen Mochen's jade-like eyes lifted slightly, looked towards the door, and then froze there.

There was a palpable flush on Peach's fair and pink cheeks, a pair of moist eyes looked at him with affection, and her ruddy little mouth opened slightly, and she stopped talking.

His white shirt was obviously much larger on her, the buttons of her neckline were not buttoned, looming a piece of white and slender neck and smooth white skin like jade, the shirt was a little loose, faintly revealing her pink bear underwear, the hem of the shirt, revealing two straight and slender long legs, a pair of bare little feet stepping on the dark brown carpet, with a thrilling beauty.

Shen Mochen felt that at that moment, he seemed to see a completely different peach from the past, she in front of him, less confused, more lazy, less cute, more sexy, like an epiphany in the dark night, piece by piece, layer by layer, blooming in an instant with a dizzying beauty, like catkins fluttering, snow flying, so beautiful, so touching, people can't help but hold their breath.