Although it was an accident in the car just now, she didn't want her progress to fly into the clouds like a rocket.

Turn around and want to go.

Leng Yunting walked over in a few steps and hugged her horizontally: "It seems that you can't go back tonight." ”

"Ting Shao—" She looked up at him in confusion, his face was cold, and she couldn't see the emotion on his face at all. I was secretly thinking in my heart, this man, the more he got to the present, the more depressed he became.

Walking all the way inside, the furnishings are the same as before, and they have not changed at all. Leng Yunting took her to the bathtub and put her down: "Take a bath, take a rest, there is a clean bathrobe in the wardrobe next to it." ”

Luo Qingxue frowned, what kind of trouble is he doing? She pretended to laugh indifferently, and hooked her arms around his neck: "Mr. Leng, I don't wear clothes that other people have worn!"

The implication is that if this thing was worn by Lan Aiqing, she wouldn't wear it if she tore it apart!

Leng Yunting was stunned for a moment, and looked at her very strangely: "Brand new." He looked at her somewhat emaciated figure, "Maybe it's a little bigger." ”

She was slightly stunned and was about to speak, but Leng Yunting stood by the bathtub, helped her release the water, and carefully tested the water temperature with her hands: "You take a good bath, I'll come back later." ”

After saying that, he didn't drag the mud and water at all, but turned to leave.

Leave her and stay in the bathroom.

What he did today was so strange, as a normal person, why couldn't she understand it?

Pull open the cabinet next to it, not to mention, there is indeed a set of clothes. Not only bathrobes and pajamas, but also underwear, underwear, and pants are prepared. And the size is her past number.

Lan Aiqing is slightly shorter than her, but her body is plumper than her. This dress should not be hers. However, Leng Yunting's room would naturally have a set of women's clothes, although it was the same as her previous number, but he said that it was brand new.

There is only one possibility for a man with brand new women's items at home.

That is to say, the woman who may have come here is not Lan Aiqing, but his bed, companion or something?

I don't know why, thinking that maybe he and Lan Aiqing are not so "affectionate", and my heart is a little more comfortable, so little.

However, after taking off her clothes and getting into the water, Luo Qingxue still frowned!

Damn, no, I'm here for revenge, not for a shower! What's going on right now?

Why did she sit in the bathtub, why did she really wash her hands, why did she listen to him and stay?

That's not the right rhythm!

After thinking about it for a long time, she felt, well, although it happened too fast, too fast today, Leng Yunting still seems to be quite obsessed with herself, isn't it?

Since she is infatuated, it will be convenient for her to get close to him in the future and achieve her goal, right?

Originally, she had to call Xiaobao every night to report her safety, which was funny, because of the medicine, her voice now was completely different from her own deity. She was afraid that Xiaobao wouldn't be able to hear it, so she had to borrow a voice changer.

The British side, and here is an eight-hour time difference. She calls Xiaobao every day before going to bed, just when it is time for him to have dinner.

However, looking at the current situation, I am afraid it is a bit difficult.

While she was thinking about it, she heard footsteps approaching behind her.