Quickly wear, what should I do if the vicious cannon fodder is too stupid

After Feng He reacted, she looked exaggeratedly angry.

He pushed Lu Mingyu, who was standing in front of him, very angrily.

He cursed angrily: "Don't you have eyes? You are in such a hurry to leave, are you in a hurry to reincarnate?"

Lu Mingyu: "..." Although... but, they are both wrong in this matter...

Forget it. Looking at Feng He’s small arms and legs, Lu Mingyu felt that he had more responsibility.

He took a deep breath and endured Feng He's scolding.

[Release a limited-time task: Let Lu Mingyu help you wash your clothes, but you can only wash them by hand. ]

Feng He let out a breath and acted as if it was not enough. He dug into his pocket, took out a pack of handkerchiefs, and wiped the very sticky ice cream liquid.

She said angrily: "This is all because of you. You have to help me wash the clothes!"

Feng He said as she pointed at her shirt after wiping it.

The shirt was stained with ice cream liquid and looked a mess.

Lu Mingyu frowned and didn't want to respond.

He is not used to having too close contact with others.

But thinking that I was indeed responsible for the ice cream stain on the other person's clothes, I said rationally: "I can take it to the dry cleaner for you."

Feng He frowned and said, "No, my clothes can only be washed by hand and where I can see them. Otherwise, how would I know if they would damage my clothes?"

The veins on Lu Mingyu's forehead jumped slightly, and he was a little impatient, but his tone still retained basic politeness: "If it really doesn't work, I can accompany you for one."

Feng He hesitated for a moment, then said, "But I have developed feelings for this dress... Don't say anything. Just help me wash the clothes when you come back tonight. Use my laundry detergent. I'm used to the smell of it."

After saying that, Feng He pushed aside Lu Mingyu's broad figure blocking the door and squeezed in.

He had arranged things without any regard for the other party's wishes.

Lu Mingyu's face turned dark and he also left with his information.

He has other things to do and can't stay here for the time being.

Feng He started looking for clothes to take a shower as soon as he came back. He felt sticky and very uncomfortable.

She took the clothes rail to the balcony to collect her clothes, and then went into the bathroom.

Ye Xingli had already lost two games, and he was secretly watching Feng He's movements out of the corner of his eye.

When I saw him taking his clothes and going in to take a shower, I don’t know what he was thinking about, but his face turned red again.

At this time Qi Xu came back. He looked indifferent and was also preparing to take a shower.

But when I saw steam rising from the bathroom door, I realized there was someone there.

So he packed his clothes and waited.

Feng He came out after washing and blew her hair with a hair dryer.

He saw that there was an extra person on the bed next to him, the only person in the dormitory whom he had never seen before.

Feng He froze and asked quietly, "Is he Qi Xu?"

[Well, just pretend you never knew him before. ]

Feng He nodded and continued doing her own thing as if nothing had happened.

Qi Xu seemed to glance at him intentionally or unintentionally. Feng He was wearing loose pajama shorts.

Both milky white arms and legs were exposed.

Because of the velvet cloth that had just been bathed, his knees and elbows were all pink and tender.

My face also feels clear as if it has been washed with water.

Very tempting.

Ye Xingli originally just wanted to take a sneak peek, but after seeing it, he couldn't take his eyes off it.

This is simply the best of the best...

It was not until he saw Feng He secretly take out a piece of pink cloth from his bucket that Ye Xingli abruptly looked away.

Both the face and the earlobes were red.

What is Fenghe’s hobby… wearing pink underwear.

And it was so small that he doubted whether he could fit one of his legs in it.

Feng He sorted her underwear and clothes, and prepared to go in and do the laundry after Qi Xu finished.

Their dormitory's laundry and showering are in the same space.

After Qi Xu went in to take a shower, the bathroom was filled with lingering moisture and a refreshing fragrance.

This scent is different from any other shower gel or shampoo, but it makes people feel distracted and their mind becomes unclear.

Qi Xu frowned tightly and came out after taking a quick shower.

Feng He glanced at him secretly, then took her basin and bucket and went into the bathroom.

It is usually his habit to wash clothes immediately after taking a bath.

He only washed his underwear and threw all the other clothes into the washing machine.

This operation is just like the person who just said that his clothes can only be washed by hand is not himself.

Feng He thoughtfully placed the soiled clothes on Lu Mingyu's desk.

Seeing his actions, Ye Xingli couldn't help but exclaimed: "You really want him to help you wash it? With his bad temper... Aren't you afraid that he will just throw it away for you?"

Feng He was unhappy when he heard this. He put his hands on his hips, pouted and said, "What's wrong? It's obviously his fault."

Ye Xingli turned his head tremblingly and said no more.

Damn it, he actually thought Feng He was cute. He even acted like a spoiled brat...

After Feng He finished, he took off his shoes and climbed onto the bed. After he pulled the bed curtains, he suddenly found a nightgown on the bed.

A bad feeling suddenly came over me.

"system……"

[That’s right, the original owner had to wear a nightgown to sleep at night, and she had to change it every day after going to bed. ]

Feng He was about to faint. He looked at the champagne-colored suspender nightgown with shame.

The silk texture feels extremely smooth and cool.

It is indeed very comfortable to wear, but it is also too embarrassing.

Feng He closed her eyes and put on the nightgown as quickly as possible.

Then he closed his eyes and pretended to be dead.

However, he slept too much during the day and had no desire to sleep at night.

Feng He picked up her phone and started scrolling. The original owner's short video app was full of videos about clothes, makeup and the like.

Feng He was not very interested.

And began to think about future live broadcasts of women's clothing.

“Which platform will I broadcast live on?”

【Art tea. 】

Feng He immediately searched for the software and downloaded it on her mobile phone.

He discovered that your company is a large live streaming entertainment company with countless popular anchors.

Feng He searched for the rules and other matters needing attention for live broadcast contracts.

He was watching with great interest when suddenly a loud noise pricked his nerves.

The extremely sharp sound of a chair scraping across tiles.

Feng He pulled the curtain and wanted to stick her head out to curse, but suddenly she remembered that she was only wearing a nightgown, with only her head showing, and the rest of her body was covered by the curtain.

A very funny state.

"Hey, what are you doing? It's so noisy!"

Feng He cursed and found that the noise was made by Lu Mingyu.

At this moment, he had a cold look on his face, and if you looked closely you could see great impatience between his brows.

Feng He was a little scared by his behavior.

When Lu Mingyu saw him sticking his head out, he took out several pieces of paper and used them to lift up his white shirt.

In an extremely cold tone, he said, "Did you put this there?"

Feng He nodded somewhat lacking in energy.

The little face was a little wrinkled, looking pitiful.

Lu Mingyu was stunned by his look, looked away, and continued: "Who told you to put dirty clothes on my table?"

The sound softened a little after listening carefully.