Nan Song rushed to the cloakroom, buried his face in the closet, and then slowly exhaled.

It's so embarrassing...

Is she mentally retarded? She can fall even while walking on flat ground? It doesn’t look like something a normal person would do!

Here comes a handsome angel baby, take her away quickly!

However, when she calmed down, she realized that the closet was actually filled with women's clothes, filled with a row of underwear and pajamas.

???

Nan Song was stunned. These were not left by her. They looked more like new ones, but there were no labels on them. It looked like they had been washed.

She reached out and dug through the items and found that all these women's home clothes were her model.

Even underwear~underwear!

And it's a brand she often wears. It's very soft and skin-friendly.

There was a slight sound of footsteps in her ears. Nan Song turned her head and saw Yu Jinwen changing his clothes and walking in. His loose white T-shirt and shorts made him look clean and refreshing. She asked him, "You gave me these clothes."

bought?"

Yu Jinwen nodded, "Yes, they are all washed and can be worn directly."

Nan Song was still surprised, "How do you know my size?"

So precise.

"I remembered it the last time I washed your clothes."

Yu Jinwen added: "And I haven't... measured it with my own hands."

When the two people looked at each other, they looked away unconsciously, their expressions were a little unnatural. Shyness might be contagious.

Nan Song took out a pair of pajamas from the cloakroom and carried them into the bathroom.

She felt that she could not go on like this, so she stretched out her hand and patted her face, and said to herself silently: "Don't be afraid, Xiao Song, be thick-skinned, turn against the guest and take him down! What is there to be shy about? It's not the first time,

You are already an experienced driver!"

While taking a bath, she muttered to herself, comforted herself for a long time, and successfully brainwashed herself.

After taking a shower, Nan Song was much calmer, as if nothing had happened before.

The world is at peace.

"Is there a hairdryer?" She had wet hair and was not wearing the pajamas she brought in. She was only wearing a bath towel and wrapped it around her chest to wear as a tube top. Her fair skin was like cream.

Her hair is as black as ink, like a waterfall.

The picture was so beautiful that Yu Jinwen felt his throat was dry and his heart was restless just by looking at her.

"Is it cold?" He turned up the indoor air conditioner several degrees and walked towards Nan Song, "Why did you come out without your pajamas?"

Nan Song had just finished taking a shower. The heat had not dissipated from his body and his face was flushed. He said, "My hair is not dry yet. I'm afraid that my clothes will get wet."

Yu Jinwen went to get the hair dryer, took Nan Song's hand to the sofa, and put a towel on his lap.

"Come and lie down, I'll blow you."

Nan Song swallowed silently, walked over and lay down obediently.

The hot air from the hair dryer hit her face. Yu Jinwen brushed her wet hair and blew it gently. When his fingers passed through the hair, he also massaged her scalp. Nan Song closed her eyes comfortably and hummed softly.

Suddenly, Tony Yu came online.

After his hair was dried, Yu Jinwen turned off the hair dryer. Just when he thought Nan Song had fallen asleep, Nan Song suddenly opened his eyes and looked at him with a smile, "This service deserves a five-star rating, dear Mr. Tony."

Yu Jinwen slightly raised the corners of his lips and looked at her from top to bottom, "Only good reviews and no tips?"

"I can have this. How much is suitable for you?" Nan Song cooperated with his performance.

Yu Jinwen's dark eyes were filled with light as he leaned down and said, "A kiss can be worth the tip."

"Then give it to you!"
Chapter completed!