Sir, your vest is off!

Song Lan put her wrist on her chest nervously, looked at Zhou Wenqing with a pale complexion, and explained to herself in a low voice, "I didn't do it on purpose, I was fine last night..."

Zhou Wenqing's already frowning brows became even tighter, but he didn't say a word to Song Lan in a daze.

Song Lan looked at Zhou Wenqing with a mournful face, but Zhou Wenqing's face was as dark as the bottom of a pot.

"I didn't know it would shrink after washing, really." Song Lan was about to cry.

God damn it, who would have thought that this white shirt would shrink after washing?Originally, it was only small enough to be able to put it on, but now it can't even be buttoned on the chest. It is tightly attached to the skin, and the material is thin and transparent. ...

In short, shirts are not like shirts, but like interesting furniture between husband and wife.

Song Lan didn't cover it up, and he didn't cover it up. He stood awkwardly in front of Zhou Wenqing. Zhou Wenqing's dark face blocked him from the prying eyes of the outside, so that people outside couldn't see his embarrassment.

Song Lan lowered her head, rubbing her toes against her toes uneasily, wishing to clenched her hands tightly.

The next second, Zhou Wenqing took off his coat, which covered Song Lan, and Zhou Wenqing strode out.

Song Lan tightened her skirt and shouted, "Hey, where are you going!"

No way, Zhou Wenqing didn't think he was too embarrassing, so he wanted to regret the marriage!

Zhou Wenqing walked away, Song Lan didn't chase after her, but walked into the bathroom silently, closed the door of the cubicle, sat on the toilet, wrapped tightly and wore Zhou Wenqing's warm coat, which was on Zhou Wenqing's body Yulong tea fragrance.

Like Zhou Wenqing, he is deep and makes people attached.

"Big liar." Song Lan gathered her clothes together and muttered in a low voice, "Before relationships, they were all pretending."

Even if his clothes shrunk today and made him lose face, then he didn't do it on purpose!

Song Lan's grievances came to the fore, and she pressed her head against the wall with a "boom", covering her face with Zhou Wenqing's coat, her breath smelled of Zhou Wenqing, her head was full of Zhou Wenqing's figure, and what she was thinking of was also Zhou Wenqing. .

Zhou Wenqing is really a scourge.

Song Lan didn't know how this happened. He wasn't from this world. He just lost consciousness after falling out of love and drinking too much alcohol, so he appeared in this novel that he had only read two lines of.

It also appeared in those two lines.

"In the early morning, Song Lan slowly opened his eyes. His back pain was unbearable, and his hangover headache was even more unbearable. When he was dizzy, the scene in front of him gave Song Lan a blow - the person lying next to him, who is it?!"

Song Lan met Zhou Wenqing who had a skin-to-skin relationship with him on the big bed that could accommodate five people.

"I'll take responsibility for you." Zhou Wenqing stroked Song Lan's hair, and with Song Lan's most irresistible handsome face, spoke sincerely and gently with words that could make people drown.

Song Lan fantasized indistinctly for a second, then was dumbfounded. Seeing that Zhou Wenqing really didn't look like he was joking, she subconsciously moved back and refused repeatedly: "Ah, this... don't need it? I'm not a girl, and I am too If you don’t suffer a loss, just treat it as... yes! The trouble caused by passion, you can do whatever you want, let’s just be responsible for something, hahaha..."

Song Lan smiled awkwardly, God, he didn't know whether he should be shocked by the fact that he was wearing a book first, or by the fact that he was "proposed by a stranger who slept with him" first!

Zhou Wenqing thought for a while, "I offended you, but the responsibility must be borne."

Song Lan stood up with difficulty, waved her hands and shook her head hastily, "No, no, no, really no."

Zhou Wenqing insisted, gently holding Song Lan's wrist and pulling towards him, so that Song Lan would not retreat and fall to the ground, "If you are worried that the progress is too fast, we can get to know each other for a while before it is too late, don't worry ,I am not a bad guy."

Song Lan smiled dryly, "It's really unnecessary..."

Zhou Wenqing didn't speak any more, but his face was worried.

Song Lan swallowed, the air froze instantly, and couldn't hold back, she sneezed.

Zhou Wenqing picked up the clothes on the ground, threw them in front of Song Lan, and said in a deep voice, "Put on the clothes first, and we'll talk about this topic later."

Song Lan was still very embarrassed by the first sentence, but after the last sentence, Song Lan's head rang an alarm bell: Do we need to talk later? !Want to talk? !

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