Chapter 71: Are You Responsible?

Night.

Ji Siran lay on the bed and played with her mobile phone for a while, and when sleepiness hit, she remembered that the sketches she drew today had not been handed over to Huo Qiyang.

Also, she didn't have a change of clothes.

Huo Qiyang is so rich, there must be a lot of clothes, she plans to go over to him to borrow a T-shirt.

He's tall, and a T-shirt should be enough for her.

Thinking so, she took out the drawing paper from her bag, covered her mouth and yawned, and then slowly came to the door of the next room.

'Buckle-'

He raised his hand and knocked on the door twice, but there was no movement inside.

Ji Siran leaned against the door with his arms crossed, waited for a while, and then knocked twice.

'Buckle-'

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There was still no movement inside the door.

She stood in the doorway and hesitated, trying to twist the doorknob, but she didn't expect the door to open.

"Huo Qiyang, have you slept?"

She whispered before entering.

There was no response from inside, so she peeked in, and it was strange that there was no one in the room.

"Where can I go so late?"

Ji Siran frowned, muttered to himself, and walked to the bed with the drawing paper.

As soon as I turned around, I saw the cloakroom next to me.

Her eyes flickered.

Since he's not there...... She just picked up a piece of clothing, it should be okay, right?

With this thought, Ji Siran cautiously pushed open the door of the cloakroom.

"I'll go! So many clothes? ā€

When she looked up, she almost blinded.

This long row of wardrobe doors is full of clothes.

Some of them haven't even taken off their tags.

"Tsk, that's rich."

Ji Siran couldn't see it, it felt like shopping, while walking, he looked away.

It's just that she thinks it's strange that Huo Qiyang obviously has so many styles of clothes, why does he only wear that unchanged pure black suit every day?

And even if you wear it every day, the point is that he must match a pure white shirt inside!

Although this is not wrong, his face and body are there, and he looks good in anything.

But with so many clothes in the closet and not wearing, just wearing that set is a bit of a tyrannical thing, right?

Ji Siran was speechless, and found that there was a royal blue suit in the wardrobe that he had never worn, and this set was obviously much better than the black one!

I really wonder if there is something wrong with this man's vision.

Ji Siran shook his head and secretly slandered himself. Go to the innermost and open the row of wardrobe doors.

Sure enough, it was all pure white shirts.

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She kind of knew that this man liked black, and he liked white.

The set of clothes he was wearing, he prepared more than a dozen sets of the same style and the same size!

The corners of Ji Siran's lips twitched, and he stretched out his hand, intending to take a shirt down.

Anyway, he has so many of the same things, he shouldn't be able to remember it.

But I didn't expect that my fingertips had just taken off the shirt, and suddenly a voice came from behind me.

"What are you doing?"

Ji Siran's hand shook, he was scared half to death, and subconsciously hid his shirt behind him.

Huo Qiyang frowned, wet short hair, and a bath towel around his lower body, walking towards her.

"What are you doing here?"

"I—I...... So what......"

Ji Siran was caught on the spot, stunned, his tongue was knotted, his brain was blank, and he didn't know what to say at all.

Especially...... The way he was naked/naked made her really not know where to look.

"Huh."

Compared with Ji Siran's nervous circle, Huo Qiyang hooked his lips and smiled shallowly.

"Who just said that you wouldn't sneak into my room?"

He lowered his eyes and approached Ji Siran step by step.

Ji Siran stepped back, and didn't stop until his back was against the cabinet door.

Huo Qiyang stretched out his hand, propped it up behind her, leaned over, wrapped her in his arms, and looked at her with deep eyes.

"Who is the person I caught now?"

"I ......"

Ji Siran pursed her lips, her face was red, and it took a long time before she made a stumbling voice, "I...... I'm here to give you this. ā€

She reached out and handed her paper tremblingly to him.

"Really?"

Huo Qiyang lowered his head, hooked his lips and smiled, and glanced at the drawing paper.

"Just put it on the table, what are you doing in the cloakroom?"

He smiled and took it from her hand, his meaningful gaze moving to her face.

"I ......"

Ji Siran was speechless, his cheeks were quietly red, and the hand hiding behind his back unconsciously tightened his shirt.

"What are you hiding in your hands?"

Huo Qiyang noticed her movements, raised his eyebrows, and suddenly reached behind her.

"Nothing!" Ji Siran quickly turned his head to dodge, but unexpectedly collided with his leaning body.

There was a muffled sound of 'bang', and the heads of the two collided together, and Ji Siran was confused, and he was stunned in an instant.

The point is, just ......

It was as if something warm had passed from his cheeks.

"What are you hiding my clothes for?"

In the gap when Ji Siran was in a daze, Huo Qiyang successfully leaned over and pulled out the things hidden behind her.

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Ji Siran raised his head and met his eyes that seemed to be smiling, and he was instantly embarrassed!

She didn't think he would take a shower in the bathroom!

Also, why didn't he make a sound in the shower!

Wrong wrong!

None of them are right! Why did she want to 'steal' clothes in the heat of the moment?!!!

Now there are really ten mouths that can't be said clearly!

Ji Siran raised his hand to hide his face, and regretted it in his heart!

I wanted to slap myself twice on the spot, but I just thought it might hurt, so she just thought about it in her heart.

And Huo Qiyang.

He lowered his eyes and looked at Ji Siran's 'girlish and shy appearance', and sure enough, he misunderstood again.

He said in a deep voice: "If you really want to take a piece of my clothes back as a souvenir, you can tell me directly." ā€

"Ha ???" Ji Siran was shocked, put down his hand, and looked at him with a question mark on his face.

Huo Qiyang smiled lightly, threw the shirt she was holding back into the closet, then turned around, opened the opposite cabinet door, took out another identical shirt from inside, but obviously a little older than the one just now, and forced it into her arms.

"What for?"

Ji Siran hugged his clothes and retreated, confused, completely unaware of what he was doing now.

Huo Qiyang hooked the corners of his lips, but he just smiled meaningfully.

Ji Siran lowered his head, unfolded his clothes, and checked the difference between this and that, but accidentally glanced at the tight muscles below his shoulders that made his blood swell.

...... "Oh my God! I didn't expect this guy to look thin and tall, and he was so material under his clothes!

Yu Guang hurriedly glanced at it, Ji Siran was stunned, his hand shook, and his clothes almost fell to the ground.

Fortunately, she caught it in time.

Otherwise, when you look down and pick up your clothes, you have to look at his abs again.

……

"What are you nervous about?"

Although Ji Siran had already behaved calmly on the surface, Huo Qiyang still saw that something was wrong with her.

He stepped forward with a smile and leaned over slightly, trying to see the expression on her face at the moment.

But as everyone knows, with such a height difference between the two, Ji Siran can hit his chest as long as he looks up.

And Ji Siran just raised his head.

"I didn't ...... Yes! ā€

Ji Siran raised her head a little violently, not only the tip of her nose hitting his chest, but even her entire face was almost buried in it.

It's equivalent to a firm kiss on his chest.

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There was a moment of silence.

For a few tenths of a second, both of them were stunned.

It wasn't until Ji Siran came back to his senses and pushed him away that such a strange deadlock was broken.

"Why are you so close? I don't wear clothes! Hooligans? ā€

Huo Qiyang was defenseless, and was pushed back a few steps by her, but he was not annoyed.

It's just that her brows are slightly furrowed, her fingertips brushed her chest, and she looks at her with complicated eyes, not knowing what she is thinking.

"Look, what are you looking at? Don't think too much about it, I just haven't changed my clothes, I want to come to you to get ...... Borrow just one! ā€

Ji Siran was uncomfortable with him, tilted his chin, and stumbled to finish speaking.

Huo Qiyang came back to his senses at this time, raised his eyebrows unhappily, and said, "You came to me to borrow a change of clothes?" ā€

Ji Siran immediately nodded and said with a flattering smile: "Well, yes! You see that you have so many clothes, just lend me one! ā€

Huo Qiyang frowned, and pulled out the clothes in her arms.

"Hey! What are you doing? It's just a piece of clothing! Don't be so stingy! ā€

Ji Siran was shocked, holding his clothes and refusing to let go.

Huo Qiyang glanced at her helplessly, "Let go, this is what I wore yesterday, and I didn't wash it." ā€

"Through? What are you giving me what you've worn? Ji Siran's eyes widened and he quickly let go of his hand.

Huo Qiyang casually threw the clothes on the ground, turned around, removed a shirt of the same style from the hanger, covered her head, and said lightly:

"I thought you were going to keep it as a keepsake."

"I ......"

Ji Siran was speechless, took off the clothes on his head with a smile, looked at him and said, "Are you crazy?" What am I doing with your clothes as a souvenir? ā€

"......" Huo Qiyang pursed his lips and glanced at her unhappily.

Ji Siran immediately shut up and changed his words:

"Hehehehe, but thank you for your clothes!"

"Hmm." Huo Qiyang nodded lightly, turned his back, took out his jacket from the closet, and continued: "Tell me directly next time you want clothes, don't sneak in by yourself."

"Where did I steal ......?"

Ji Siran subconsciously opened her mouth and wanted to refute, but Huo Qiyang suddenly turned around, looking at her with dark eyes that seemed to be smiling.

"I habitually come out naked after taking a shower, but fortunately I wrapped myself in a bath towel this time, what if I come out naked next time? Are you responsible? ā€

"I ......"

Ji Siran was speechless again.

Looking at each other, the smile in Huo Qiyang's eyes grew stronger.

Ji Siran held his breath, and couldn't think of anything to refute, so he had to blink his eyes and snort,

Turning around, he walked out angrily, muttering as he walked:

"Cut! It's like no one comes to your room, you beg me next time! I'm not coming! ā€

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Huo Qi raised his eyebrows, raised the drawing paper in his hand and glanced at it, pursed his lips, and smiled.