Su Wansheng lay back again: "I thought it was someone else." ”

"Whoever dares to come in, I gouged out his eyes." He walked up to Su Wansheng with a few bags, "Which ones are Song Zhiyue's, I'll ask the maid to send them to her." ”

Su Wansheng glanced at the shopping bag: "This one is mine, and the other two are hers." ”

Lu Zhenming put her newly bought clothes next to her, and when she went out, she thought of something and took away her wet clothes.

He put his wet clothes in the sink and carried Song Zhiyue's clothes out of the room.

A maid came up from downstairs, and he called the maid over.

"You send these to the next room."

The maid answered, took the things and knocked on Song Zhiyue's door.

Lu Zhenming entered the room and walked into the bathroom.

There were only clothes in the bag just now, and the underwear in her was also wet.

It's too late to buy it now.

And Jiang Fengxing's family, except for Jiang's mother and the servants, there are no other women.

Underwear is not good to wear other people's, and it is not hygienic.

He washed her underwear and panties and took a hair dryer to dry her.

Su Wansheng heard the sound of a hair dryer roaring outside in the bathroom.

She soaked for a while, and when she was about to get dressed, she remembered that she had no underwear.

And there is no movement outside, and I don't know if Lu Zhenming is still there?

She was about to call him, when she saw the bathroom doorknob turn, and Lu Zhenming walked in, holding her underwear in her hand.

"I've washed and dried you, so you can wear it directly."

Seeing what he was carrying in his hand, Su Wansheng's face instantly turned red.

Lu Zhenming looked at her red little face, hooked his lips, and handed her the clothes in his hand.

Su Wansheng grabbed the bath towel on his body with one hand, and took the underwear with the other, and he didn't dare to look at him in shame.

"You get out."

Lu Zhenming was extremely helpless, but he still complied with her request, retreated, and waited in the corridor.

***

Song Zhiyue not only bought clothes, but also bought a new set of underwear, so she just used it.

She didn't take a shower, just changed into dry clothes and came out of the room.

Seeing Lu Zhenming in the corridor, she greeted him: "Senior Lu, I'll go down first." ”

Lu Zhenming nodded.

She went downstairs.

Jiang Fengxing heard footsteps coming from the stairs and turned his head to look behind him.

I was surprised to see her come down from the upper floors with a change of clothes on her body.

"What are you all doing upstairs? How did you change your clothes? ”

Song Zhiyue walked down the last step and said, "Just now, Sheng Sheng and I bathed the meat ball, got our clothes wet, and went to the guest room to change into dry clothes. ”

Jiang Fengxing let out an "oh": "Where did the clothes on your body come from?" What the am I wearing? ”

Song Zhiyue's face turned green all of a sudden, would you-mom wear such tender clothes?

Be calm, be calm.

I can't lose my image on the dust surface.

After comforting herself, she took a deep breath, pressed down the breath in her chest, opened her mouth and was about to speak, when she heard Jiang Fengxing muttering: "My mother doesn't seem to have this dress, is it the clothes she wore when she was young?" But it looks quite new. ”

Song Zhiyue couldn't bear it anymore, and suddenly exploded: "This is my own clothes!" My own! ”

"What are you doing with spare clothes at my house?"

Jiang Fengxing's brain was opened——

If you bring spare clothes, it means that you are prepared.