Kuaiwen's pretentious daily life of female accessories

Haitang stopped and turned around with a bit of embarrassment on his face.

Leng Qingfan was thinking about the scene just now. He didn't pay attention and almost stopped...

"Classmate Leng, I made you laugh."

Leng Qingfan didn't show any expression on his face and didn't answer.

"Classmate Leng, thank you too."

"Why do you want to thank me?"

"With you here, no one will bully me. I'm very grateful to you."

"Oh, you are thinking too much."

Leng Qingfan directly walked past Haitang without giving her a look.

Haitang didn't care and turned around and walked towards the school gate.

Leng Qingfan walked to the corner, glanced at the figure walking out of the school gate, relaxed, and went to ride a bike.

...

Suddenly it started to rain. It was just light rain at first. Haitang didn't bring an umbrella, so she could only jog a few steps to the bus stop.

"Wine barrel, look where Leng Qingfan is."

"Host, he has already cycled out. He will pass by here in three to four minutes."

"Um."

The rain suddenly became heavy and mixed with the wind. Haitang only wore a white skirt. When the rain hit, it was slightly see-through. Haitang could only hold her school bag and wait anxiously for the bus.

When Leng Qingfan passed by, he saw that figure. His hair was wet and stuck to his slightly white face. His skirt was also soaked in large parts and clung tightly to his body. The ceiling of the bus stop was not covered at all. There was not much rain that could be blocked from her.

He braked suddenly and stopped in front of the girl.

"boarding."

Haitang was very surprised and called out blankly, "Classmate Leng?"

Leng Qingfan took off his helmet, put it on her head, and pulled her directly into the back seat.

"Sit tight, my motorcycle is not protected from the rain. Wherever you live, I will take you back as soon as possible."

Haitang's face was covered by a big helmet, and the expression on his face could not be seen clearly. He could only put his schoolbag on his back and sit sideways in the car.

"I... If I go home like this, my father will scold me. I don't want to leave a bad impression on my father. Why don't you, classmate Leng, send me back to school first? I'll wait for the rain to lighten up before leaving."

Leng Qingfan: "...".

"Sit down."

The motorcycle itself was relatively fast, and Leng Qingfan was used to driving fast cars. As soon as it started, Haitang let out a soft cry of fright, and had no choice but to put her arms around the boy's waist.

Because she was sitting sideways, if she wanted to hug him tightly, she could only press her face and body against his back.

She didn't ask him if he wanted to send her back to school. She seemed to be very dependent and trusting.

Leng Qingfan's back stiffened for a moment and he deliberately slowed down the car. He did not go back to school. He took Haitang and went home...

(biu~Leng Qingfan’s favorability +10.)

99: "The host is really powerful. He can calculate everything accurately. But he wants to take you home. Aren't you afraid?"

"Should I be afraid?"

99: "...".

Leng Qingfan took Haitang back to his home. Without thinking too much, he parked the car in the basement and motioned for Haitang to get out of the car.

"Classmate Leng, where is this place?"

"my home."

"This..." Haitang crossed her arms, feeling unnatural.

"Go up and take a shower. I'll help you wash and dry your clothes. If it rains a little less, I'll call a cab for you."

"Thank you, thank you."

Haitang followed him step by step.

"Ding".The elevator stopped at the eighth floor.

Leng Qingfan lives alone, and his home is not popular. It is a large flat-floor apartment with one staircase and one apartment. The sight is very wide and the interior is relatively spacious. The decoration is simple black and white and gray, very tough. Except for simple furniture and appliances, almost all of them are motorcycles, motorcycles, etc. car model.

Leng Qingfan pointed to the bathroom, "You go in and take a shower, otherwise you will catch a cold easily. Change your clothes and put them in the dirty clothes basket. I will help you wash them. They will dry quickly."

"it is good."

Haitang entered the bathroom, took off all her clothes, put even her underwear into the dirty clothes basket, and smiled mischievously.

"Classmate Leng, I'm sorry to bother you."

A delicate hand as white as jade stretched out of the bathroom, holding a dirty clothes basket. The girl's looming body was reflected on the glass door of the bathroom. Leng Qingfan's Adam's apple moved unconsciously, and she took it silently.

...

There was a rustling sound of flushing water coming from the toilet. The girl seemed to be humming a song and was in a good mood. Leng Qingfan unconsciously curled up the corners of his mouth and went to the room to change clothes and change the girl's clothes. Take the clothes to the washing machine...

When I saw the lace underwear hidden underneath...

My face turned red...

"Ah...".

I’m a little at a loss!

Leng Qingfan picked it up with his middle finger... helplessly put it aside in the sink.

Put the dress in the washing machine.

This thing needs to be washed by hand...

Leng Qingfan felt a little inexplicably depressed. She had never done anything like this in her life. Why don't she wash her? How will she leave later...

I could only wash it by hand without even looking at it, just staring at the wall in front of me! ! !

...

"Classmate Leng".

Leng Qingfan came to her senses, and finally flushed the underwear in her hands angrily and threw it into the dryer...

"What's wrong".

"Can you lend me some temporary clothes?"

Leng Qingfan "...".

"Waiting".

...

Leng Qingfan went to the closet, took a look, randomly picked up a T-shirt and a pair of shorts, and walked to the toilet.

"Open the door".

I saw the toilet door opening a crack, and a small white hand stretched out.

"Give".

"Thank you, classmate Leng."

"After washing myself, I sat in the living room for a while and then I went to take a shower."

"Oh well".

Maybe the boy is too tall. His clothes can be worn as a skirt on Haitang, but the shorts are too big and it seems impossible to wear them without...

"Hahaha", 99 couldn't help laughing.

"You're not peeking at me taking a bath again, are you?"

"No host, our system can't see anything inappropriate for children. I was just laughing at Leng Qingfan washing clothes, hahaha, it's so funny."

"It's kind of cute."

Haitang put on her clothes loosely, came to the living room, was not polite, and lay on the sofa minding her own business.

This sofa in Leng Qingfan's house is nice, it's soft and can sink you deeply into it, making you feel sleepy when you lie down on it.

...

Leng Qingfan went in to take a shower. The more he took a shower, the hotter he felt. All he could think about was the slim figure inside the glass door and the lace...

I just turned the warm water into cold water and waited for a long time before it came out.

...

It was getting slightly dark outside and the rain was getting heavier.

When Leng Qingfan came out, he saw the girl curled up on the sofa, her hair disheveled, her pink face sunk into the pillow, and her hands folded around her chest.The shorts rub up to the thighs, the exposed legs are straight and slender, and the cute little feet are swaying in an awkward way...

His expression darkened, and he quickly looked away, this damn little goblin...