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"Why are you helping me with this kind of thing?"

No matter how you look at it, Xia Chen is not the kind of warm-hearted person, this time he took the initiative... It was too abnormal, it was a collapse of human design.

And Xia Chen looked at the other party and couldn't tell that he couldn't betray his truest feelings.

He had to do something to calm that damn feeling.

It's just that at this moment he can only speak.

"Because I'm a good guy."

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Brother 38? (Monthly ticket plus 18!)

About the definition of a good person.

It seems to be an eternal mainstream proposition in this world.

There will be countless movies, countless books, countless programs, countless interviews, countless reports, and countless news to continuously add to this proposition.

Is the definition of a good person narrow or broad?

It seems that there is no broad definition at all.

At different times, there are different manifestations and can be confirmed by different things.

And how should the phrase "I am a good person" in Xia Chen's mouth be defined?

An Jingyue was not so clear.

But ask yourself.

Can I trust this so-called 'good guy'?

can.

So An Jingyue didn't twitch too much, but walked into the bathroom of Xia Chen's room.

Watching the other party walk into the bathroom, Xia Chen hasn't forgotten to remind him.

"After undressing, take that T-shirt out and put it in the basket outside."

After walking into the bathroom, the girl who checked the clothes in the bathroom felt a little hot.

"I know……."

Xia Chen's bathroom was unexpectedly clean and tidy, although it was not so magnificent.

But this kind of bathroom full of antique flavor seems to be as imaginable, the feeling of those ancient people when they bathed in ancient times.

The mist fills the bathtub with flower petals.

It's just... Xia Chen's bathroom doesn't have a bathtub. This kind of delicate furniture doesn't fit the overall plain style of Xia Chen's home.

There are also shower heads, water heaters, and floor drains for showers.

The windows and curtains have been drawn.

An Jingyue didn't see anything suspicious in other places.

In a boy's home, the towels looked brand new as if they hadn't been used. Whether it was shower gel, shampoo or soap, they were all placed in such an orderly manner.

It can be regarded as refreshing An Jingyue's understanding of this young man.

After all, in a teenager's house living alone, it is very rare for it to be less messy like a garbage dump.

And Xia Chen was so clean and tidy that she couldn't even see the dust, she was like a mental patient with obsessive-compulsive disorder and cleanliness.

It can be said that it is a level that many girls cannot reach.

But as a girl, although she walked into the bathroom very decisively, she also showed enough trust.

After all, my body was full of dirt at that time. If I didn't take a photo, I really didn't know how to explain it when I got home.

But when she really walked into such a bathroom, the girl was still a little nervous instinctively.

It's not your own bathroom after all.

And the devil knows the structure of this bathroom.

What's more, Xia Chen is still alone.

So when she took off her white T-shirt that was almost shredded into rags, the girl seemed rather hesitant.

It was hard to see such emotion on An Jingyue's face.

However, the girl finally made up her mind, and her character was doomed that this girl would not hesitate too much.

Then An Jingyue put on his white T-shirt that Xia Chen handed to her first, then opened the door, put the torn clothes on the chair by the door, and then quickly closed the door.

It didn't take long to hear Xia Chen's footsteps approaching the door, then picked up something, and left the bathroom door again.

After hearing this noise, An Jingyue was relieved.

He began to take off his school uniform pants, which were also dirty.

The two straight and slender legs seemed to be able to shine in the entire bathroom in an instant.

Leggings are attached to the legs.

Although the long school uniform pants do not seem to need the protection of leggings, but for girls who are actually very insecure, this is their last line of defense.

After taking off the leggings.

I saw the sky blue fat times that matched the color of underwear quite well.

The secret garden that wraps the girl tightly.

Then An Jing, who was still a little unnatural with flushed cheeks, took off her shirt.

wrong…….It's Xia Chen's top.

The girl who stood up straight, at this moment her tight belly and the youthful but also talented and plump breasts of a rich girl finally showed.

It's just that no one can see it at the moment.

Only An Jingyue herself.

An Jingyue is very clear about her figure.

Overall, the stature is considered petite.

But curves are anything but skinny.

In fact, at this age, such a degree can already be said to be extremely talented.

It's just that under the cover of this girl's temperament, it's not so noticeable.

Next, take off the last defense.

This small bathroom seemed to be filled with a sweet smell.

Full of fruitful results.

It seems to be full of the fruits of youth, anyone who looks at it will only be full of coveted greed.

Either pink or white.

Such a color combination not only represents purity, but also... seduction.

Finally turned on the hot water.

The girl felt relieved and went to take a bath.

And Xia Chen, who was outside the door, had a cigarette in his mouth.

Stand on top of a table.

An Jing's torn white T-shirt was placed on it, and it was hard to imagine.

A boy faced the shirt worn by the girl.

He didn't do anything else weird.

Instead, hold the thread in one hand and the needle in the other.

Xia Chen's movements can be said to be quite skillful, and it doesn't need to be like those old women to carefully check whether the thread has gone in. Xia Chen's fingers are like a baton.

Thread the needle without sloppy.

Detailed movements.

The speed was simply visible to the naked eye, and the torn clothes were quickly stitched together.

It's just like. ...Like those magical creatures that can be resurrected in movies.

"Crunch..."

The door was pushed open.

Xia Chen heard the voice.

I'm a little confused, because the bathing speed is a bit too fast.

Obviously not normal speed.

But Xia Chen didn't look back, but continued with his actions.

Knowing that the footsteps were getting closer and closer, and getting closer and closer to him, he didn't speak.

Xia Chen lowered his head, looked at his clothes, and said softly as he watched himself threading the needle.

"Just finished washing?"

The voice just fell.

"Patter..."

He heard an unusual sound, apparently... the sound of water droplets falling on the ground.

Such a voice made Xia Chen realize something, just as he was about to turn his head away.

"call……"

A pair of hands stretched out from behind.

Xia Chen had time to respond, but there was no response.

These hands directly hugged his waist.

Xia Chen's body froze in place. The breath was obviously from An Jingyue, but this movement was absolutely impossible.

The hustle and bustle outside the window seemed to have stopped, and the courtyard wall that could be seen outside the window was still so mottled.

The branches and leaves of the vines are luxuriant, shaking with the sound of the wind.

And the girl who hugged her waist.

The plump curves are so obvious.

Elastic and uneven.

and many more…….

Why is this feeling so obvious?

Why even have a wet feeling on my own back?

Xia Chen's eyes widened unnaturally.

Because he judged that this girl... didn't dry her body at this time, and even... didn't wear clothes!

And just when Xia Chen was about to say something.