Chapter 287 (1/2)

When the sound of the footsteps outside was gone, Yunhua carefully took the things in.

It's a big bag.

After opening, first of all, there are various brands of angels of various lengths.

Then, there is a pink * *, the label has been cut off, and obviously washed and dried!

Cloud painting has become a red shrimp: hum, washing machine with drying function is amazing!

She refused to think if it had been dried with an electric hair dryer!

There is also a pair of black jeans with the tag cut off, the loose version.

It took a long time to calm down my mood.

She doubted that this man was not good at wheelchair. How could he get these things back in such a short time?

In the mind of cloud painting, a picture of Bo Si Qing sitting in a wheelchair and choosing cherubs in the supermarket

Stop, stop!

Cloud painting takes a deep breath and quickly stops his divergent thinking.

By the time she got ready, it was half an hour later.

She also conveniently washed the pants she had changed and put them in a bag to take away

Just from upstairs, I saw Bo Si Qing who was talking to Uncle Lin.

Cloud painting is embarrassed.

When Bo Si Qing looked over, she could not help hiding the bag behind her.

In fact It's totally unnecessary.

She's not really a girl of fourteen or fifteen, and she's very shy about having her period. More than 20 girls in the supermarket can calmly take the angel to the cashier's desk to pay the bill, and can also calmly let the male cashier take the bag to pack for himself!

But That's the cashier, not your God!