On the side of the house door, a large and a small pair of white shoes were placed together.
This scene was a spiritual pleasure and solace for someone like Chen Jieyu.
Cheng Zhu's view was blocked, so he couldn't see this.
He only noticed that when Chen Jieyu sat back beside him, she seemed more relaxed.
"Why don't you try it on for me?" Cheng Zhu pointed to the "killer bag" on the table and asked.
"It doesn't match what I'm wearing," Chen Jieyu said, looking down at her cotton pajamas.
Speaking of this, she was a bit annoyed with Cheng Zhu.
This guy was already downstairs in the faculty dormitory building when he notified her, saying he was coming up.
She was given no chance to refuse or time to prepare.
She had been planning to remove her makeup, brush her teeth, and take a bath.
She had even laid out a clean, matching set of black underwear on the washbasin.
"Did you just come from a milk tea shop?" she asked.
