Young Master’s Favorite, Where is She Going?

"Then you wear mine, mine also looks good."

"Just kidding, what do I look like when a big man wears girl clothes."

"Then what do you want?" Wen Xiaoai said it was really hard to wait.

"You go to eat first, I'll go back to the white clothes."

"Then be careful yourself, don't let people find out, they don't know you, they will arrest you as a bad person, no, if you dress like this, they will arrest you as a crazy person."

"I know."

Feng Lidan responded and walked towards the balcony. After leaving the balcony, he looked downstairs. Seeing that there was no one, Feng Lidan jumped directly from the upper floor.

Wen Xiaoai picked up Jun Moyan's clothes in his arms and smelled it, then glanced at the direction of the balcony, and said: "Huh, I'm not willing to wear it for you, you still dislike it."

Wen Xiaoai said, turned around and put the clothes back where they were, and then went out and went downstairs to eat.

Feng Lidan avoided the bodyguards and surveillance patrolling in Wuyuan all the way, and returned to the white-clothed residence.

When he came to the door of the room, Feng Lidan almost didn't knock on the door to ask if Bai Yi might be in the room, but pushed the door and walked in.

Think about it with your toes and know that the white robe has not come back.

Because if Bai Yi came back and didn't see the little gray cat, she would definitely go to Wen Xiaoai to find him immediately.

Feng Li Tan closed the door with his backhand, turned on the light in the room, and then went to the closet and picked up the clothes.

She was holding her, but she was attracted by the neat little clothes in the closet on the left.

Feng Lidan stretched out his hand, picked up the top one and looked at it, and couldn't help but smile.

Feng Lidan turned over and found that there were not only twenty or thirty pieces of his clothes in the wardrobe on the left, but also seven or eight small bow ties in different colors and styles.

Feng Lidan put the little clothes back in his hand, and randomly found the clothes worn two days ago in the white suit and a pair of new shoes under the closet, and went into the bathroom to change.

If the people in the tribe knew that Feng Lidan was wearing old clothes worn by others, he would definitely drop his chin.

"It's quite suitable. It looks good as expected. It looks good in everything you wear." A few minutes later, Feng Lidan looked at the mirror in the mirror and changed her hair into short hair. She dressed in a robe and turned into a trendy menswear. He was very satisfied and novel. Not very comfortable.

"It's much more beautiful than Jun Moyan's clothes." Feng Lidan said, and looked at her dress left and right.

It took a long time to open the door and come out of the bathroom.

At the same time, the door was opened from the outside.

Their eyes met, and the two saw each other almost at the same time.

The white clothes holding a can of milk powder in his hand looked at the strange man coming out of the bathroom, and stared at the door.

He was stunned because a strange man suddenly appeared in his room, and another because of Feng Li's face.

This should be the most lawless man besides Jun Mo Yan and Jun Wuchen that Bai Yi has ever seen.

Is it so easy to have a face value now? Is this all plastic surgery in the womb?

Taking off the robe and putting on modern outfits, the Fenglidan is less elegant than before, but more mature and handsome than before.

The white shirt was used as the base to make the already fair skin whiter. The beige long woolen coat is slim and beautiful. The long legs under the black slacks are not too ostentatious.

Bai Yi quickly surveyed Feng Lidan from head to toe, and finally returned his gaze to Feng Lidan's face.