Hua Yu paused a little at the door, and leaned sideways slightly, so that under the gentle light in the room, Rong Xiaorong had a momentary illusion, can he be so beautiful and calm?

"Hey! I've only worn that dress a few times, don't throw it away for me, I'll wash it myself! But later, Rong Xiaorong thought of what Hua Yu said before, "Dirty? Just throw it away! ”

So, struggling to sit up from the bed, he shouted!

"You give me a good night's sleep! If you don't obey, I'll throw you out of this house into the sea! Hua Yu half-put her dirty clothes on the crook of her arm, frowned slightly, and raised her chin slightly.

Then, leaving an indifferent and cold back, still his invincible appearance, he walked out of the door.

"This neurosis!"

Rong Xiaorong let out a long sigh!

Leaning his back slightly towards the soft and comfortable head of the leather bed.

It seems that this skirt of mine will not come back!

Alas...... My poor little skirt! You've been with me for so long, and you've been discarded by that spicy hand destroyer! Or on an island in a foreign land%>_