Lan Yingying shook her head, "It's okay. I can go home and get them. There's no need to buy new ones."

Shen Yixiao thought for a while and nodded, "That's right. You will get more used to it if you are used to it."

Lan Yingying nodded, looked at his appearance, and asked, "You haven't washed it yet?"

"I want to watch TV for a while. You can wash it first." Shen Yixiao walked over, turned on the TV, and sat on the sofa.

Lan Yingying chuckled and said, "Then I'll go wash it first."

"Go, go." Shen Yixiao waved.

Lan Yingying took out all the food in the bag and put it on the coffee table, then carried her clothes into the bathroom.

After taking a bath, Lan Yingying put Shen Yixiao's shirt on. She was not wearing any underwear. Standing in front of the mirror, she could clearly see the bulge on her chest. She blushed slightly, and finally put it on. Put on the underwear you changed into.

After coming out of the bathroom, she walked to the living room. Shen Yixiao heard footsteps. When he looked up, he saw two straight and white legs. He swallowed and forced his eyes away from those legs. Open and move up, you can see Lan Yingying wearing her own shirt. He is more than 1.8 meters tall, and Lan Yingying is 1.6 meters tall. Her petite and exquisite body is wrapped in a wide shirt, revealing her straight legs and beautiful The collarbone is charming and sexy.

He had heard someone say before that a woman is the sexiest when she wears a man's shirt. He didn't believe it at the time. He thought these people were sick at the time. A woman wearing a man's shirt would look like a man, wouldn't she?

But seeing Lan Yingying's appearance now, he felt that his brain might not have worked well before. How could he think that a girl wearing a man's shirt looked like a man's wife?

This is obviously a charming little fairy.

Shen Yixiao felt that his palms were all sweaty, nervous and unnatural, and he didn't even dare to look at Lan Yingying.

He had obviously lived among thousands of flowers before and had seen countless women. Why was he so nervous today?

Lan Yingying walked up to him and asked, "Is there a hair dryer?"

"Ah?" Shen Yixiao looked up at her blankly. Her plain face was flushed red, and her big eyes seemed to be filled with water, clear and crystal clear.

Said: "Yes, yes, I will get it for you."

He walked toward a cabinet in a panic.

When giving the hair dryer to Lan Yingying, Shen Yixiao's heart was pounding. He didn't even know what was wrong with him?

He has obviously met so many women and is very familiar with Lan Yingying, but at this moment, he is like a young man who is inexperienced in the world. His face is red, his heart is beating, and he can hardly control himself.

He pressed his chest with his hands, fearing that his heart would jump out of his chest if he didn't hold it down any longer.

Lan Yingying reached out and took the hair dryer he handed over, looking at him with a pair of big eyes confused, "What's wrong with you? Why are you pressing your chest all the time?"

"It's okay." Shen Yixiao said in a hoarse voice.

"Oh." Lan Yingying responded, blinked again, and asked, "Then why are you covering your chest?"

Shen Yixiao's arms stiffened, "Well... my... heart hurts a little."

"Ah?" Lan Yingying said in surprise: "Don't you have a heart disease?"

After all, she was filming a video, and a story suddenly came to her mind, and she automatically replaced herself as the heroine. Because he had a heart disease, even if he loved her, he couldn't say it, so he said those words at the bathroom door that day. But when she was in danger, he was the first to come to her.

Shen Yixiao laughed dryly, "No."


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