Chapter 109: Do You Want to Touch It
He Zhili walked around the hotel last night, only to find a shop that sold needlework, and when the boy came back, the rain was fine, falling on his body, and he was slightly soaked in cold.
It can be seen that Xu Youzhi's skirt is quite expensive, the fabrics used are all top-notch, the feel is comfortable and soft, the stitches are fine and dense, and there is a sense of "it looks expensive".
He pursed his lips and stared at the slightly inferior needle and thread in his hand.
Patch it up and do your best to fix the missing button.
The cufflinks were finally patched up, and it was already past eleven o'clock in the evening.
In an hour, he would be 16 years old.
When he was 14 and 15 years old, those little brothers who ate together in junior high school and waited for death were very righteous, and planned a lively birthday party for him as soon as he got out of school.
Singing and dancing, noisy in the ears.
At that time, he was surrounded by people, "Happy Birthday", "I wish you a happy day", "Brother Richard will get rich soon" and other words and so on, Xu Youzhi was also interested at that time, and he didn't send blessings in person, only a few days after his birthday, he asked someone to send a gift.
So He Zhili's 16th birthday was a little cold.
Just after midnight, the time displayed on the mobile phone screen is 0:00 a.m. on Sunday, October 25, 2017
QQ WeChat is like being blown up.,There are a few good ones in junior high school who directly sent a message.,I don't know how many fish are raised in the list.,I don't know how many fish are raised in the space of the list.,The appearance of a clean and white but cold teenager in junior high school.,It's also extremely convenient to attach his contact information after the small composition.。
Therefore, within half an hour of He Zhili officially entering the age of 16, along with birthday wishes, there are endless new friend applications.
WeChat is at the top, and there is a new unread message.
I'm going to turn over: He kitten, a new one-year-old, my sister is still there.
The room was brightly lit, except for Xu Youzhi's own room, which was pitch black, and the other corners were lit.
He Kitten: Still not sleeping?
I'm going to turn over: Isn't this going to be punctual and give you a sense of ritual, but the alarm clock didn't go off, and I missed it.
I'm going to turn over: hurry up and go to sleep, and tomorrow if the weather is good, my sister will take you out to play.
He Zhili hugged Xu Youzhi's clothes, still nestled in the pillow pile on the sofa, the young man lowered his eyes, and the bottom of his dark pupils was slightly rippling with gentle ripples.
…… Tut.
Little without conscience.
Didn't he go to bed so late because he had to mend her clothes?
He has taught many people a hard lesson with these hands, but when did he be so willing to mend a girl's clothes?
How many times is this guy going to take him for the first time.
After the cufflinks were sewn, he curled up his long legs slightly, picked up the clothes, shook the whole thing, his eyebrows and eyes twisted slightly, and he still felt that there were some flaws in the sleeves.
So he made a small change to his clothes as a whole.
At about three o'clock in the morning, he washed his clothes by hand, turned over a hanger, and hung them on the indoor balcony.
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Sleep late and wake up late.
At twelve o'clock at noon, Xu Youzhi changed into the little white dress that was almost dry, and kicked open the door of He Zhili.
He Zhili, who happened to be changing clothes: "......"
The snow-white T-shirt is half-covered and half-hidden, and the hem of the shirt is raised, covering half of the young man's delicate and good-looking face.
The waistline is smooth and beautiful.
There are pale cyan veins on the abdomen, which extend into the buttoned black waistband.
Fair complexion.
Faintly you can see small red beans that are slightly undulating.
“……”
“……”
The atmosphere suddenly fell silent.
Neither of them moved.
Long.
He Zhili, who had been stared at for a long time, silently tidied up the hem of his clothes.
“…… Do you want to touch it? ”