Bai Yao stood at the door of the bathroom, her eyes down.

The black-haired boy hurriedly put his clothes down, and he stood up and looked at her with a blank face.

He was tall and a little thin, and the loose T-shirt was put on his body, like a child stealing the clothes of an adult, and the empty hem made him look more and more thin.

There was no ripple in his tone, "Why are you in my room?" ”

Bai Yao raised the corners of her lips, "Now this is my room, and your room is next door." ”

At this moment, Van Gogh ran back

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