The shirt sleeves are on her, like water sleeves.

It grew older and covered all the hands tightly.

The hem of the shirt is almost at the knee.

The whole thing is so lenient.

"This is definitely the style of boyfriend." Li Xiaoyun murmured.

"I really didn't have the chance to wear it like this." She laughed.

When she doesn't have to go to work in private, Li Xiaoyun also likes to wear casual clothes.

For example, sweatshirts, loose shirts, sweaters, etc., she likes to buy one to two sizes larger than her own.

The key to wearing it is to look very slimming.

But then it can only be considered as boyfriend style, but not really wearing boyfriend's clothes.

Not to mention her boyfriend, she hadn't even worn a man's clothes before.

Now this feels...why...a little sweet?

I still feel a lot of fulfillment in my heart.

Li Xiaoyun looked down at the way he was wearing.

Just... Although I am a single dog, I have finally experienced the feeling of my boyfriend-style shirt.

Real men's shirt!

But on this shirt, there is no pine and cypress fragrance that Zhao Dingli is used to.

But it just finished washing and it smelled very refreshing and clean.

Li Xiaoyun looked around Zhao Dingli's bedroom again and found that he would not talk about the floor-to-ceiling mirror.

There is not even that kind of small mirror.

This made Li Xiaoyun unable to see what he looked like when he wore Zhao Dingli's shirt.

Li Xiaoyun thought about it and thought she could take a photo with her mobile phone.

If you don’t send it out, just leave it on your phone as a souvenir.

After all, this was the first time she had worn a man's shirt.

It's still Zhao's Theorem.

There will be no chance in the future.

Is this not to be commemorated?

Although, Li Xiaoyun also felt that his thoughts were quite vulgar.

But in the end, I was defeated by my true thoughts.

"Don't care, don't care. Anyway, there's no chance after this time." Li Xiaoyun took a breath, "I have to leave a souvenir."

She thought that her current mentality was probably like having the chance to wear clothes from an idol she had been fond of for many years.

That mentality?

Although, she has not been a fan of Zhao Theorem for many years.

But there are definitely few people who have the chance to wear Zhao Dingli's clothes, right?

Although I didn't plan to show off, I still need to record it.

Li Xiaoyun thought so, then lowered her head to take her cell phone.

Only then did I realize that she didn't bring her cell phone.

The cell phone is still in the living room.

The corners of Li Xiaoyun's mouth drooped.

OK!

Now, there is no chance to commemorate.

It can only be based on memory.

Li Xiaoyun sighed regretfully and then left the bedroom.

Although she didn't look special and sexy as she did on TV, she was bare-legged and wearing only one shirt.

She was still wearing her pants.

But it felt very strange to face him wearing Zhao Dingli's shirt.

Li Xiaoyun pulled the hem of her clothes a little uncomfortable.

He grabbed the collar uneasy.

When Zhao Dingli saw her wearing her shirt, his eyes became darker and hurriedly covered her up.

But I was thinking in my heart that Li Xiaoyun looked so beautiful in dress.

I couldn't help but think that it would be great if I could often see Li Xiaoyun dress like this at home.

It was Li Xiaoyun's pants that seemed to be too tight.

Wearing at home is not comfortable enough.

How great it would be to take it off directly.

Li Xiaoyun had no idea what Zhao Dingli was thinking at all, and she was embarrassed to be here.

"Cough." Zhao Dingli coughed dryly.

"You... sit here." As soon as Zhao Dingli said, he was frightened by his sudden hoarse voice and quickly closed his voice.

He coughed hard for a few more times and cleared his throat: "I'll apply medicine to you."

Li Xiaoyun nodded and sat down.

The nervous movements were a little stiff.

"I know your arm is injured." Zhao Dingli, "Where is this?"

Li Xiaoyun simply rolled up the sleeves of both arms and exposed them.

Zhao Dingli saw that there was a little more bruises on her left arm.

There are not so many right arm, only one inconspicuous place.

It should have been accidentally hurt when he was entangled with Zheng Xuelin.

Zhao Dingliu took out the medicinal oil and poured out some on his palm first.

The medicinal oil has a pungent smell similar to cooling oil.

Zhao Dingli painted Li Xiaoyun on the bruise and said, "Hold on it, the instructions say you need to massage and absorb it."

"Okay." Li Xiaoyun nodded, "Actually, I'm really okay, you don't have to worry."

Even if you don't apply medicine, you can still get better.

Zhao Dingli Xiaoxiao, so he gave Li Xiaoyun massage to help absorb the medicinal oil.

But Zhao Dingli was still afraid that Li Xiaoyun would hurt, so he kept paying attention to his strength and did not dare to use too much force.

Li Xiaoyun thought, but he had already pressed it anyway.

As long as you apply force on the bruises, it will definitely hurt.

It would be better to just press hard and press the bruises to disperse, so that the bruises will melt quickly.

Anyway, it will hurt, so you can't suffer in vain, right?

So, Li Xiaoyun said: "You don't have to worry about me, just press it hard. It's also convenient to remove blood stasis."

Even if Zhao Dingliu is not a doctor, he knows that he should use some effort at this time to make the effect better.

But I just worry that Li Xiaoyun will not be able to bear it.

Now Li Xiaoyun has said this, but Zhao Dingli still couldn't bear to start with her thin arms and legs.

Then I said, "Then I will try to increase my strength a little bit. If you feel that you can't stand it, tell me, I will collect it."

"Okay." Li Xiaoyun nodded.

Only Li Xiaoyun is a single mother and fetal dog.

I heard Zhao Dingli say this and thought it was quite normal, but I didn’t think it was wrong.

If it were Ye Fei who had already married, and if Zhao Gushen said this to her, she would definitely blush.

Zhao Dingliu tentatively added some force.

Every time I add it, I have to ask Li Xiaoyun: "How is it?"

"Yes." Li Xiaoyun nodded.
To be continued...