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Just as she was about to go into the bathroom to wash up, she had just gotten up when suddenly, there was movement outside the door. The next second, her door was opened, and sang nuo said loudly, ” little yang, I’ve brought you something to wear for the night ...

His words suddenly stopped, and he was still holding a t-shirt.

After seeing what he had just witnessed, sang nuo’s clear and handsome eyes suddenly widened, and he was completely dumbfounded.

“Ah ah ah-!”

an xiaoyang covered her chest and screamed.

!!!

After sang nuo came back to his senses, he quickly retreated and closed the door. His breathing was uneven and hurried. He lowered his head and saw that he was still holding the pajamas that he had prepared for her. He instantly felt his face heat up.

He returned to his room and let out a long breath.

Then, he grabbed his hair and paced back and forth in the room, not knowing what to do. No matter what, his mind was filled with the scene he saw when he pushed open the door.

Putting everything aside, he really did not expect this.

So, she wasn’t young.

It wasn’t just small.

Who would have thought that she, with her small arms and thin legs, would look like that under the thick clothes?

How do girls look like? how, how can you be whiny?

Wasn’t that girl malnourished?

Sang nuo opened the window. In the December temperature, he allowed the refreshing chill to invade his body. He tried his best to dispel the heat on his body.

It was quiet at night. It was almost nine O ‘clock, and sang nuo did not dare to look for her.

He stayed in his bedroom until 11 O ‘clock and did not get up. He leaned on his desk and did the mathematical Olympiad questions, trying to fully immerse himself in it. However, this time, it took a long time for him to fully immerse himself in it.

Previously, his mind was occupied by some images, as if he could not control them.

When Santos got up again, it was almost 12 o ‘clock. He had a reasonable sleep schedule, so he would not pass 12 o’ clock, not to mention that he still had to go out for a heavy-weight run and practice close-range combat at 5 o ‘clock in the morning.

He glanced at the shirt that was thrown on the bed. He hesitated for a moment, but in the end, he opened the door.

When he saw the room opposite and the light still shining under the door, his eyes flickered slightly.

Then, he unconsciously clenched the shirt in his hand and stood at the door for a while before walking over. He raised his hand slightly and was about to knock.

At this moment, he suddenly heard the sound of someone walking over with shoes. He was shocked and quickly turned around to enter his room.

The next second, when her door opened, his door had just closed. An Xiaoyang subconsciously looked over and saw that the closed door seemed to shake slightly.

She frowned,”Yingluo.”

???

An Xiaoyang was thirsty. She went downstairs to the kitchen to find some water. There was a large glass bottle of honey lemon water on the kitchen table. An Xiaoyang found a disposable cup and drank three cups in a row. She burped and walked back with satisfaction.

God knew that she was dying of thirst, but she did not have the courage to go out.

In the end, she couldn’t help but come out. Luckily, sang nuo was in his room and they didn’t meet.

However, just as an Xiaoyang quickly turned off the lights and went up the stairs to return to her room-

Just as her hand touched the door handle of her room, the door of the room opposite her suddenly opened.

An Xiaoyang’s breath suddenly tightened!