"Sister Drink? Goddess Xin? Do you wash this dress in your hand or not? ”

The next morning, in the rental house, Qi Xuan's helpless voice came out.

He was wearing a lounge coat with laundry detergent in his hand, and watched Xin Yu go in and out with a black coat on his face, and finally walked out of the bathroom with a sad face.

"Forget it, I'll pay for washing this clothes later, I'll wash it myself later."

Muttering a few words, the spicy drink carefully put the coat into his basin, the clothes swayed, driving the air circulation around him, and a certain familiar smell lingered in the spicy drink's nose.

In a trance, she went back to the time when she was studying.

On dry autumn days, boys always take off their coats to reveal their strong little arms, and the whole playground is full of youthful breath in the sweat.

At that time, Xin Yu fell in love with chasing dramas, and many beautiful plots in the play would happen in the playground, and her heart was itchy, she habitually skipped class and walked through the campus to the back playground.

At that time, several classes happened to be disbanded, and the boys were eager to take out the basketball, and at a glance, Xin Yu saw Yan Heyu who was taking off his coat.

Maybe this long figure is too eye-catching, or maybe it's his feelings that add a halo to him and make him the most eye-catching.

Xin Yu immediately remembered the plot in the TV series, grinned evilly and slipped quietly to the place where the boy put his coat.

Among the few smeared colorful clothes, Yan Heyu's coat was clean and pleasing to the eye, and he had the courage to hold the clothes into his arms, and the unique fresh breath on the boy's body came to his nose.

Does a boy smell so good?

For a long time, she thought that in addition to the smell of tobacco and alcohol, the rest of the boy's body was the heavy smell of not seeing the sun for a long time.

It's really worthy of the boy I fancy, and the spicy drink seems to be addicted to this taste and refuses to let go, until a certain male voice comes from behind him......

"Spicy, what are you doing?"

The voice was not loud, but it was very familiar, and Xin Yu was stunned, and then turned back in fright.

In the sight, Yan Heyu pulled his face, there were beads of sweat on his forehead after exercise, and his chest didn't know whether he was running too fast or being so angry that he was up and down.

"I ......" couldn't explain clearly for a while, Xin Yin could only laugh twice to hide his embarrassment, and then stuffed his clothes into the boy's arms like hot hands.

"Oops, I just happened to get rid of your clothes, and I'll give you back ......"

"Take it away, do you want to return it to someone else if you get it dirty?"

At that time, Yan Heyu had long been accustomed to the existence of Xin Yin, and she didn't mean to make things difficult, but she suddenly wanted to see Xin Yin show a distressed expression, like that, she pouted and frowned, which was very different from usual.

Otherwise, he wouldn't have run over as soon as he saw Xin Yin taking his clothes.

Sure enough, Xin Yu began to grab his head, muttering for a long time and not knowing what he was muttering, and finally could only respond unwillingly: "Okay, okay, I'll wash this clothes and return it to you!"

Sounds reluctant.

But only God knows how happy Xin Yu was at this time.

In the afternoon sun, foam floating, humming songs, rubbing his favorite school uniform in his hands, this scene is like the most common dream after watching TV dramas.

After so many years, Xin Yu can't help but raise the corners of his mouth when he thinks of himself at that time.

What a stupid naivety.

However, thanks to his cheekiness at the beginning, with Yan Heyu's temperament at that time, many girls in the school were daunted, not to mention that they dared to have any intimate contact with him.

"What are you smirking at the big pot?"

When Xin Yin was about to fall into a good memory, a voice suddenly disrupted her thoughts, and Xin Yin was suddenly a little dissatisfied.

stared at him with wide eyes: "You have to join in the fun when I wash my clothes?" Go and go, don't always disturb me to think about life! ”

"Wait! Spicy drink, what are you rubbing in your hands?! ”

When she turned around, she glanced at the basin casually, and when she saw what it was, Qi Xuan snorted suddenly, and she shuddered with fright, she looked down at her hand full of bubbles, and said casually: "Coat, the one I was holding in front of me."

"Poof!" Qi Xuan couldn't help laughing, looking at Xin Yu's eyes with a little sympathy at this time.

"Xin Drink, I can only say that you are finished, this kind of clothes can't be rubbed."

"What's wrong?" Someone has a question mark on his head.

"Do you know how much this dress costs?" Qi Xuan hugged his arms and looked at the girl for a long time and shook his head, because her daily salary is not low, but she has never been exposed to luxury goods at all, "According to my understanding, this dress should be an Italian custom brand, plus the meaning of each suit is also different, I guess this dress is at least this number." ”

Seeing Qi Xuan open a hand, Xin Yu frowned: "Five hundred?"

When he said this, Xin Yu was still a little distressed, thinking that he usually wore clothes of two or three hundred.

"......" has seen naivety, Qi Xuan has really never seen such naivety.

"It won't be five thousand, right?!" Seeing that Qi Xuan's expression was wrong, Xin Yu cried out in disbelief, not only did his flesh hurt now, but his heart was dripping blood.

Qi Xuan shook his head, and his palm was raised a little.

Spicy drink: "?! Fifty thousand?! What are these clothes made of?! Yan Heyu: This is a dress made of gold! ”

I wanted to cry without tears, if I hadn't seen that I had an extra piece of clothes on my body when I woke up, and I thought about washing the clothes and returning them to others out of kindness, which would be more or less decent, but no one told her that she had washed a pot of money!

"Qi Xuan! Why didn't you tell me sooner??! ”

As soon as he thought of his bank card balance, coupled with the recent miscellaneous fees to be paid, Xin Yu suddenly felt that his head was a few points bigger, and he completely forgot whose responsibility was for the whole thing, and yelled at Qi Xuan's clothes and refused to let go, but no matter how he blinked, he still couldn't shed a few drops of tears.

Faced with this situation, Qi Xuan could only shrug his shoulders helplessly, with an expression purely watching a play.

He knew very well in his heart, how could that man, how could he really let Xin Yin pay for this coat.

But Yan Heyu's thoughts, how can ordinary people guess it?

On the second day, Xin Yu got up early in the morning and came to the company, partly because she didn't want the company to see her holding her boss's coat, and partly because she wanted to return it to Yan Heyu before he went to work.

Sure enough, after rubbing hard in the water soaked in laundry detergent, this expensive blazer immediately wrinkled into a rag-like shape, and immediately had a bit of the temperament of a beggar at the bottom of the bridge.

But even so, Xin Yin still chooses to escape in the face of money, at least he has to wait until he is fully prepared to go to him.

But she seems to have forgotten something, since high school, Yan Heyu has developed the habit of getting up early every day......