Chapter 37 or ...... Sleep now?

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Just when Bai Yu and Long Wu were happily eating noodles.

Bai Shao was still in the dormitory, rubbing her lip prints on her inky shirt.

Lipstick, after being stained, is indeed very difficult to wash.

By the time she finally rubbed the lip prints on her shirt and couldn't see it, Bai Shao was already tired and sweating profusely.

"Let's get out of the way, dry the clothes!"

Bai Shao glared at the ink who was sitting on the chair on the balcony and looked at a thread binding, and said expressionlessly.

Slowly raised his eyes, glanced at the shirt in Bai Shao's hand lightly, and then his eyes fell back to the book in his hand, and his voice was cold and indifferent, "I haven't washed it." ”

Bai Shao puffed up and stuck in place, eager to throw the shirt in his hand on the head of the ink.

Originally, the lip prints on the shirt were only a little stained, although it was very troublesome to wash, but Bai Shao rubbed in the bathroom for more than half an hour.

Although it has not been completely washed off, the lip prints on it have to be looked at closely and carefully to see a little trace.

"Love to wear it or not."

After a pause, he put the book in his hand on the coffee table on the side, raised his eyes to look at Bai Shao again, and was about to unbuckle it.

"What are you doing?"

Bai Shao held the drying rack and pointed at the ink, a pair of beautiful peach blossom eyes stared at the ink, and for a while she didn't know whether she wanted to see the ink undress, or if she didn't want to see it.

"Change your clothes." He raised his eyebrows slightly, and glanced at the shirt in Bai Shao's hand with a faint look.

Bai Shao followed the unscrupulous gaze and glanced at the shirt that was still dripping with water on his hands, and his throat rolled, "Wet......"

However, as soon as Bai Shao's words fell, he felt a white light flash, and the shirt in his hand was already dry.

White Peony: ......

Bai Shao licked her lips subconsciously. The petal, as if suddenly thought of something, quickly turned it out and glued the lipstick before. Where the lip prints are.

- But there is no trace of it......

"You ......" Bai Shao's fingers had just stretched out, ready to spit out the fragrance, when the phone in his pocket suddenly vibrate.

Bai Shao glared at Yan Mo angrily, and then took out his mobile phone and glanced at it.

It's just that when she saw the caller ID clearly, Bai Shao was stunned for a moment, and then a hint of coolness flashed in her beautiful peach blossom eyes.

Yan Mo slightly sideways his eyes and glanced at the caller ID - Ling Hanhao.

For a moment, Yan Mo couldn't even remember who this person was, frowned slightly and thought for a while, then remembered that this person was Bai Shao's husband in the previous life.

Yan Mo raised his eyebrows slightly, and his inky black pupils seemed to have a layer of shallow and cool light.

Bai Shao pursed her lips. petal, without thinking about it, raised his hand and hung up the phone, and when he raised his eyes, he was just facing the pair of black eyes of Shangmo.

"Gone."

Bai Shao threw the shirt in his hand to Yanmo, turned around and walked out the door.

"What are you going for?"

Bai Shao's footsteps paused, and subconsciously looked back.

Yan Mo tilted his head, his temperament was cold, but it made people feel calm and relaxed, "When will the promise promised to me be fulfilled?" ”

White Peony: ......

Bai Shao only felt that her scalp was numb for a while, and what she was most afraid of was mentioning this topic.

The reason why she honestly washed her shirt was to offset it a little, and to settle for the second, thinking that she could delay it for some time.

Which Cheng wants to ......

It's just that if you agree to something like this, you have to fulfill your promise.

Bai Peony is not an untrustworthy person.

Since you can't resist, enjoy yourself.

Anyway, if she sleeps with such a stunning color as Wanton Mo, she won't be at a loss.

Maybe it's a bargain.。。

"Or ...... Sleep now? ”