Not to mention white clothes, even light-colored clothes are rarely worn, except at the end of the Chinese New Year, when the villagers do not need to work.

Chen Mengtian saw a confused look in his eyes and asked, "What's wrong with you?" I didn't hear you shouting several times. ”

Jiang Zebei's gaze gradually returned to indifference, and he pursed his lips, feeling that it was his magic barrier just now.

Shaking his head, he said in an unnatural tone: "It's okay." ”

Seeing that he didn't want to say more, Chen Mengtian smiled and changed the topic, "Do you want to try this dress?" ”

Facing the sweet smile on the girl's face, Jiang Zebei's previous indescribable feeling in his heart swept away.

He stopped thinking about the unrealistic, nodded, stood in front of the bed and began to change his clothes.

The clothes on his body receded, and only the inner trees on his body remained.

He glanced at the white-clothed Uesugi and directly withdrew his underwear.

Chen Mengtian stood aside, admiring the perfect body belonging to the teenager openly.

said that it is a juvenile body, but it is actually more material than an adult man.

The six blurred muscles on her body that were about to take shape made her eyes straight.

The young man in front of him is too material, looking at his waist, it is really coveted, and he wants to reach out and touch it.

Jiang Zebei noticed that behind him, there was a gaze staring directly at him.

He jerked his head.

Chen Mengtian felt the movement of his head turning, and hurriedly lowered his head and looked at the shoes he was wearing.

The gaze is very serious, like a beautiful flower embroidered on the shoe, which makes her unable to take her eyes off.

Seeing her like this, Jiang Zebei turned his head and quickly put the white clothes on his body.

The inner cedar shirt is worn together, and the belt is simply hung around the waist.

As for the pants he wore underneath, he didn't change them.

In front of Chen Mengtian, he still has some scruples.

After getting dressed, when Jiang Zebei turned around, Chen Mengtian was still hanging his head.

He reminded aloud, "It's dressed." ”

After he spoke, Chen Mengtian quickly raised his head.

Jiang Zebei, who was dressed in white, just met her eyes.

He was dressed in white, and he became a little strange, but he was amazing.

The young man in front of him is really a stranger like jade, and the son is unparalleled in the world.

belongs to the introverted temperament of the teenager, which is shown by the white clothes.

Jiang Zebei is like a different person.

Even if his hair was still a little messy, even if he just changed his clothes.

It just feels different.

Jiang Zebei, who was wearing ordinary cloth clothes, had an aura that no one else had.

At this time, I changed my clothes, and this feeling was even more obvious.

It's not about his looks, it's something that comes from his bones.

He stood there quietly, giving people a sense of nobility and Qinghua, and the nobility exuded in his bones was impossible to ignore.

In particular, his own temperament has changed, and the indifference on his body has decreased a little.

It's like a bad nobleman, free-flowing, elegant and noble.

Chen Mengtian was dumbfounded for a while, and there was strangeness in his eyes.

Facing her gaze that didn't seem to be obsessed, but a little surprised, Jiang Zebei's eyebrows moved slightly.

He walked past Chen Mengtian's body and walked towards the bronze mirror of the dresser in the room.

Dressed in white, he stood in front of the bronze mirror, and his figure was reflected in the mirror.

is obviously familiar, but looking at the person in the bronze mirror, Jiang Zebei feels a little strange.

Chen Mengtian, who walked behind him at some point, suddenly said: "Does it feel different?" ”

"Well, it's a little strange." Jiang Zebei said his truest thoughts.

Hearing his words, Chen Mengtian laughed out loud.