Chapter 125: Are There Any Misconceptions About What Men Wear?

"What are you doing here?"

Mo Jiu didn't know the meaning of dustlessness, and raised his eyes slightly, his eyes were clear.

"What do you think I'm going to do?"

Wuchen's eyebrows, which were originally slightly frowned, frowned even more when he heard this.

"Can you dress properly?"

Mo Jiu lowered his eyes, and then realized that the robe in front of him was slightly open, but it was not abnormal wear. What's more, it's going to be sleeping, isn't it normal to take off your robe?

Mo Jiu smiled and said, "Aren't all men like this? Master has been informal since he was a child, if you can't stand it, you can find another room. ”

"Do you have any misconceptions about what men wear?"

There was a hint of inquiry in Wuchen's eyes, as if he was thinking about what Mo Jiu had just said.

To be honest, although Mo Jiu was dressed neutral in his previous life, he didn't have too much research on men, even if he traveled to this strange place, and the situation forced him to dress as a man, but he didn't know much about the living conditions of men here.

Do the men here sleep without taking off their robes?

Although the original owner was raised as a boy since she was a child, she has never slept in the same room with a man, and she has no memory of this.

Thinking of this, Mo Jiu laughed a few times and said, "The wedding robe on this body is uncomfortable to wear, can the envoy have other clothes for Mo Jiu to wear?" ”

Wuchen's eyes touched the fiery red wedding robe, frowned slightly, and the robe that he didn't know where to conjure up, and threw one over to Mo Jiu.

Mo Jiu didn't expect Wuchen to really carry a robe with him, and when he took it, it was a moon-white gown, and he didn't know what kind of fabric it was, it felt soft and moderately thick.

Mo Jiu picked up his robe and raised his eyebrows, and said, "Won't the envoy avoid it?" ”

But Wuchen didn't have the slightest intention of avoiding, and said: "Since they are all men, why do you want to avoid changing your coat?" ”

Hearing this, Mo Jiu almost didn't go berserk. Men don't have to shy away? It was just that the robe slipped off a little just now, as if she didn't have self-respect, so now you don't need to avoid it? Is this child psychologically abnormal?

The more Mo Jiu thought about it, the more he felt that this possibility was greater, after all, Wuchen was young, and he also had the incurable disease of "giant object disease", and it was understandable that he was a little psychopathic.

Mo Jiu decided not to care about these details anymore, how to be comfortable and how to sleep. This ancient robe has a moderate thickness, and the material is still pure cotton, so when the pajamas are just right, there is no need to put on a coat so troublesomely.

Suddenly, Mo Jiu raised his right hand, untied the tie of his robe, and took off the fiery red cannon, and the next moment, he tore it apart with a "zila" sound.

Dustless's long eyebrows were raised slightly, and there was a hint of interest in his eyes.

Mo Jiu folded the robe given by Wuchen and wrapped it around the torn wedding robe. The wedding robe was used as a backpack by Mo Jiu.

"Why don't you wear it?" Wuchen asked.

Mo Jiu was wearing only a white undershirt, lying on the quilt on the ground with his head on his side with one hand, and asked rhetorically, "Which one are you referring to?" ”

"Have you forgotten something?"

Mo Jiu found that there were so many back-and-forth conversations between the two, but none of them answered, and the two of them were always asking questions, and they couldn't complete a complete conversation.

Mo Jiu smiled lightly and said, "What's the matter?" I don't remember. Let's talk about it tomorrow, I'm sleepy. ”

As he spoke, he yawned, lay down with his back to Wuchen, and covered himself with the quilt.

Mo Jiu was indeed sleepy, and he was almost about to fall asleep when he lay down, when suddenly the quilt on his body was lifted.