C12 (2/2)

Lu Qinan lowered her head to look at herself. The black and white matching suit was Huanhuan's, her wardrobe was filled with young girl-like dresses and T-shirts, Huanhuan was a bit thinner than her, previously standing was just too tense, but now that she had sat down, she was instead wrapped up and unable to breathe.

There was some wine on the white dress, made about the time of the attack.

”He went to change it.”

Gu Zhongshen always had a semi-commanding tone.

Lu Qinan pressed his head against the wall, looked around, and realised that this suite did not look like the usual hotel rooms, it had its own unique style, with many personal items. He quietly opened the wardrobe and saw white and black shirts and suits inside.

”Fourth Uncle, do you often live here?”

A few minutes later, the girl's clear and melodious voice came from behind him.

Gu Zhongshen nodded in response.

However, when he glanced over, he felt his throat tighten, ”What are you wearing!”

The suit that had been wrapped tightly was thrown to the ground. The girl came out of the stall wearing his white shirt. The cotton cloth shone through the light, revealing the clothes underneath. She lowered her head and rolled up her long sleeves, buttoning them to the bottom, but her slender white legs were still exposed …

She looked confused.

”You told me to change it. Besides the white shirt, there was also a blue shirt inside the cabinet. I felt that the white shirt was very pretty!”

The corner of the man's mouth twitched, ”Who told you to wear mine, someone will bring the clothes over later!”

”Huh?”

Knowing that it was a misunderstanding, Lu Qinan's face blushed a little. When he raised his head, he saw the man's avoiding eyes and faintly stiff body, but he suddenly laughed involuntarily. ”Actually, Fourth Uncle, you like me to wear this, right?”

She deliberately lifted her skirt and stood on the carpet barefooted. After wearing no high heels, they only reached his shoulders. Gu Zhongshen gazed down slightly, and was able to see through the loose collar of his shirt.

He couldn't shift his gaze away for a moment.

His throat rolled and his voice cracked. ”Nonsense.”