Although Uncle Yang is old, his legs and feet are very agile.After a while, he came back with a set of pajamas.

The pure black silk pajamas without patterns looked the same as Fu Yaoshen's, without the slightest sentimentality, rigid and serious.

Uncle Yang stuffed the pajamas into Ruan Tang's arms with a smile.

"Young master's pajamas are all the same, and I can't tell which one I wore and which one I didn't. Young lady, you can just wear it for one night."

The corners of Ruan Tang's mouth twitched slightly, holding the pajamas, a little embarrassed.He didn't want to wear Fu Yaoshen's pajamas, but Uncle Yang was too enthusiastic, and he couldn't refuse: "Thank you, Uncle Yang."

"Hey, go in and change soon. You are pregnant with a child, and wearing tight jeans all the time makes your stomach uncomfortable, and it's not good for your health."

The door closed again.

Ruan Tang immediately threw Fu Yaoshen's pajamas on the bed in disgust.

But after a while, Ruan Tang walked over slowly again, stretched out two fingers, and gently pinched the corner of the pajamas.

He frowned, stretched his neck, and shrugged his nose close to the pajamas.

It has a faint icy taste.

Like snow in winter.

Also like Fu Yaoshen.

Ruan Tang showed a tangled face.

He has no habit of sleeping naked in other people's houses.

But sleeping in your everyday clothes will definitely be uncomfortable.

Or just put it on?

The smell of this clothes is a bit strange and pleasant.

And he, an ordinary rich second generation, has never tried the pajamas of the richest people from top aristocratic families.

Outside the door, Uncle Yang smiled and served the warm milk that had just been placed in the small hall next to him, and walked towards the study where Fu Yaoshen was.

"knocking"

"Enter."

"Master, are you free now?" Uncle Yang walked in carrying the milk, and instead of smiling brightly outside, his face was wrinkled in worry.

Fu Yaoshen, who was disturbed once because of his pajamas just now, raised his head from the computer again.

"Master, my old problem of waist and legs has suddenly recurred, and my legs and feet are not very agile." Uncle Yang put the warm milk in his hand in front of Fu Yaoshen: "I can't walk very well, so, master, can you help me?" Shall I send this cup of warm milk to the young lady?"

"Young Madam is pregnant with a child, so she probably won't be able to sleep at night. Milk calms the nerves and is good for the pregnant woman. Master, for the sake of the Young Madam and the child, you must deliver the milk to the Young Madam."

After finishing speaking, regardless of whether Fu Yaoshen responded or not, Uncle Yang walked away quickly with his "not very smooth" legs.

Fu Yaoshen: "..."

If I remember correctly, his study room is farther away than Ruan Tang's room...

Fu Yao looked down at the milk on the desk.

Silence for a while.

Finally reached out and took it.

inside the room.

Ruan Tang persuaded herself to take off her clothes and put on her pajamas.

His stature is small, more than one size smaller than Fu Yaoshen, who is tall and fit all the time, and his height is more than half a head shorter than Fu Yaoshen's 1.9 meters.

The wide pajamas were worn on Ruan Tang, exposing most of his shoulders, and the long hem directly covered his thighs.Looking in the mirror, Ruan Tang put on a pajamas that looked like a girl's skirt, and frowned involuntarily.

Fortunately, the pajamas were silky, light and thin enough, with top-notch comfort, so Ruan Tang didn't take them off.

He bent down to pull on his pajama pants.

"knocking"

Ruan Tang turned her head: Uncle Yang?

Sorry to keep Uncle Yang waiting for a long time, Ruan Tang casually put on his pants and walked towards the door, but just after taking a step, he staggered and almost fell down.

He held onto the wall in time, looked down, and saw that the silky pajama pants had slipped onto his feet.

Ruan Tang twitched his lips and bent down to pick up his pants and compared them carefully.

really……

The waistband is too big...

The trousers are too long, dragging to the ground...

"knocking"

The people outside knocked on the door regularly again.

Ruan Tang raised her head silently, and clenched her trousers tightly without saying a word, envious and jealous.

"What did this scumbag eat to grow up?"

He cautiously grabbed the waistband of his trousers and walked over, opening the door.

As soon as the door opens.

Both inside and outside the door froze at the same time.

Soft lighting spills down.

Ruan Tang stood inside the door, her half-wet hair curled up casually, her beautiful eyes widened in surprise when she saw Fu Yaoshen, and her pink lips parted slightly.

The pure black and baggy pajamas hung loosely on his body, revealing a large stretch of white shiny and delicate shoulders.

Under the light, the extreme black of the pajamas and the extreme white of Ruan Tang's skin interlacedly reflected in Fu Yaoshen's eyes, stimulating Fu Yaoshen's eyeballs.

"What's the matter?" Ruan Tang quickly recovered, with a smile on his face.

Fu Yaoshen's eyes moved, and he looked away calmly, and passed the warm milk in his hand forward: "Warm milk, Uncle Yang asked me to bring it here for you. Drink it to soothe the nerves."

Lying on the stairs and watching the young couple, Uncle Yang knocked lightly on the handrail of the stairs, sighing inwardly: Young Master!

Ruan Tang continued to smile: "Thank you, thank you Uncle Yang for helping me."

He stretched out his hand to take the milk, his eyeballs moved slyly, and he smiled generously: "Thank you husband for helping to bring it over, husband has worked hard~"

Fu Yao nodded deeply, not fluctuating in the slightest because of Ruan Tang's sudden enthusiasm, he was about to turn around and leave, when out of the corner of his eye, he suddenly saw Ruan Tang's other hand tightly pinching the waist of his trousers.He paused for a moment, then moved down, and saw that Ruan Tang's instep was covered by the overly long trousers, only a few round and white little toes were barely exposed

"The pajamas don't fit?" Fu Yaoshen squatted down suddenly, and under Ruan Tang's astonished gaze, he reached out and folded the overly long trousers little by little until the entire instep was exposed, and then moved to the other foot.

"Make it easy tonight, and send pajamas over tomorrow."

Ruan Tang was so frightened that he almost couldn't hold the milk in his hand.

There was a slight warm sensation on the ankle.

That was the feeling when Fu Yaoshen folded his trouser legs and accidentally touched his fingers.

Ruan Tang has complicated eyes.

The toes that stepped on the ground unconsciously bent and grabbed the ground.

When he grew up, even his mother never treated him like this again...

"Okay." Fu Yaoshen folded the trouser legs on both sides neatly, stood up, and his tall body cast a shadow on Ruan Tang, covering Ruan Tang firmly.

He reached out to take the milk again, "I'll take it first, you go and put on your shoes, your feet are cold."

Just now when he was tidying Ruan Tang's trouser legs, he accidentally touched Ruan Tang's instep, it was icy cold.

"Okay." Ruan Tang was dizzy, and obediently turned around and went back to the room to put on the slippers, and then went back to the door.

Fu Yao took a deep look at Ruan Tang's slippers-wearing feet, and handed the milk to Ruan Tang's hand.

Before leaving, he pointed to Ruan Tang's half-wet hair: "Remember to dry your hair before going to bed, good night."

Ruan Tang nodded blankly: "Good night."

At the stairway, Uncle Yang watched the interaction between the two, and went down the stairs gently with a smile on his face.

The door was closed, and Ruan Tang was leaning against the door panel with the milk in his hand, his head hung up for a while before gradually returning to work.

He looked down at the milk in his hand, and then looked at the neatly arranged trouser legs on his legs. It took him a long while before he looked back.And the heartbeat that started to speed up since Fu Yao squatted down gradually calmed down at this time.

Ruan Tang took a deep breath, walked over, put the small tray on the table beside him, picked up the milk and drank it down, then raised his hand and rubbed his face heavily, cursing secretly: "The scumbag is really good at tricks! "

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