Qiao Rong, who came to the changing room, didn't even have time to take a closer look at the clothes, so she hurriedly locked the door from the inside.

"Click!" With the crisp sound of the door locking, Qiao Rong's thumping heart finally stabilized a lot.

When Qiao Rong came to her senses, she was surprised to find that what she was holding in her hand was actually a men's shirt!

Did Wen Changqing take his clothes to himself?

However, he doesn't seem to have a girlfriend either, so there shouldn't be girls' clothes at home!

But...... Qiao Rong looked down at the white shirt on her body, and then looked at the wet clothes that she had changed into, and decisively chose the former.

No one would wear that kind of wet clothes when they have clean clothes.

However, the shirt seems a little strange, and there is a faint smell on the whole garment.

This taste...... It seems to smell somewhere.

Qiao Rong thought about it for a long time, but in the end she didn't remember where she had smelled this strange smell.

After grinding for a long time, Qiao Rong finally mustered up the courage and opened the door of the changing room.

Wen Changqing heard the sound of footsteps coming from the changing room, and he didn't need to look to know that it was Qiao Rong who had changed his clothes.

Wen Changqing, who was sitting on the sofa, didn't even twist his head, as if he wasn't very interested in Qiao Rong.

Qiao Rong walked towards the sofa, originally wanting to thank Wen Changqing for his kindness, but seeing him look like he didn't have her in his eyes, the little gratitude that had just sprouted in his heart instantly disappeared.

Obviously, he was not careful when he walked, and when he closed the door, he made a lot of noise, even so, Wen Changqing didn't look back at himself.

Isn't he a little curious about himself?

Although Qiao Rong went to change her clothes, she didn't wear them specifically for Wen Changqing to see, but as a girl who is confident in her appearance, she would like to be able to get some evaluation from others.

Although she didn't get an evaluation, it did make Qiao Rong feel a little disappointed, but she didn't take this matter to heart, after all, Wen Changqing, a person who is not much different from an ice cube, can't expect him to give any kind of reaction.

"I've changed, thank you for your clothes."

Qiao Rong sat on the sofa opposite Wen Changqing and politely kept a safe distance from Wen Changqing.

Wen Changqing opened his half-squinted eyes, and a hint of misty flashed in his dark black pupils, so fast that Qiao Rong thought it was just her own illusion.

"The clothes are brand new, so you can wear them with confidence."

Wen Changqing was afraid that Qiao Rong would think that it was the clothes she was wearing, so she opened her mouth to explain clearly.

Just when he said that it was brand new, Qiao Rong suddenly remembered that the strange smell he had just smelled in the changing room was the smell of the clothes he had just bought.

Thinking of this, she breathed a sigh of relief gently, and this seemingly relieved look was seen by Wen Changqing.

This scene was like a thorn, quietly piercing into his heart, and when he realized it, he found that it had been deeply pierced.

Is the clothes he wears that disgusts her like that?

Wen Changqing suddenly had a feeling of being disliked, this strange emotion filled his body, and he kept wandering around, as if he was constantly looking for a breakthrough to vent.

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