Seeing off the male god, Huaiyi stood in place, looked down at her pajamas, and pulled out her phone to check Xiang Qichen’s WeChat: [Um... your clothes...]
The reply was instant.
[Xiang: The wardrobe is next to the bedroom, many clothes are already matched, just pick any set.]
[Xiang: Also, the mask is at the entrance, the hat is in the wardrobe too.]
[Zhou Luobu: Okay, thanks]
Huaiyi glanced around, locked onto the location, and habitually tiptoed over.
After taking two steps, she suddenly stopped, Xiang Qichen’s words popped into her mind—
"Don’t... be too girly."
Too girly...
Girly...
The echoing voice made Huaiyi lower her toes awkwardly, spread her legs, and stride confidently into the wardrobe.
,
Xiang Qichen returned to the hotel again, realizing he didn’t have a room card. He sighed helplessly and reached out to press the doorbell.
A minute later, the door gradually opened, Xiang Qichen tugged at his lips, ready to greet with a smile. A pale hand suddenly pinched his right cheek, and then a familiar sharp voice sounded in his ear: "Huaiyi! Decided to come back?"
Xiang Qichen: "......"
Kang Xuan released her hand nonchalantly, glanced at him sideways as she turned back: "Aren’t you coming in?"
Xiang Qichen twitched the corners of his eyes, regaining his senses after a good while, followed her in a state of shock and confusion.
Kang Xuan was still wearing the pajamas from that morning, with nothing inside, Xiang Qichen’s eyes flickered over her smooth back, blushing as he sat at the bedside with his back to her, and said, "Change your clothes!"
Kang Xuan scoffed, sat at the foot of the bed, and peeled off the nightgown.
Xiang Qichen was about to remind her again when he turned his head and accidentally saw her bare back. His ears burned as he quickly turned his head away, closed his eyes, and said in embarrassment, "Go change in the bathroom!"
Kang Xuan leisurely picked up her clothes: "Huaiyi, did you take the wrong medicine? I’ve ambushed your flat chest countless times, and now changing clothes makes you want me to go to the bathroom?"
Xiang Qichen rubbed his temples, feeling utterly helpless for the first time in his life.
Huaiyi...
What kind of daily life do you and your friends really have...
He stayed firmly with his back to her, his voice raised a notch: "To the bathroom!"
Kang Xuan: "..."
Huaiyi stood at the wardrobe entrance, staring in awe at the array of clothes, her eyes sparkling: "The closet of a male god... The closet of a male god..."
Excitedly, Huaiyi skipped to the wardrobe on the right side, admired it for a moment, then picked a casual white T-shirt and black pants.
Standing in front of the full-length mirror, she looked at her pajamas, mumbling to herself: "I’m taking it off..."
With that, she slowly reached for the hem, hesitated for a while, and then, with one big push, pulled the entire top off.
Smooth lines, firm abs...
The body of a male god! (◎_◎;)
Driven by an inexplicable impulse, Huaiyi took the chance to quickly give it a firm feel, then swiftly put on the white T-shirt as if to cover up.
When it came to removing her pants, Huaiyi’s gaze wandered downwards, swallowing hard with a dry mouth, she mumbled: "It’s not like I want to see it..."
Saying this while pretending to casually pull open the waistband, acting nonchalant as she took them off.
Seeing the boxers, Huaiyi’s face flushed bright red.
Oh no, oh no, Huaiyi, you’re actually this desperate, this lewd...
Shaking her head, Huaiyi quickly put on the pants, got fully dressed, and went to the living room.
With two hours left until the agreed time, Huaiyi looked at the food pictures on Weibo, smacking her lips, suddenly feeling extremely hungry.
She glanced at the clean and tidy kitchen, unable to resist opening Xiang Qichen’s WeChat—
[Zhou Luobu: Can I... order takeout?]
[Xiang: There’s food in the fridge, but if you’re not used to it, you can order]
[Zhou Luobu: Okay, thank you so much!]
Successfully placing the order on the takeaway app, Huaiyi, pleased, leaned back on the sofa, swiping her phone, gradually feeling her abdomen start to swell, a strong urge to pee making her uncomfortable.
She whimpered tearfully: "My God, QAQ"
...
Xiang Qichen sat at the bedside, always with his back turned, even after Kang Xuan went to the bathroom, he was too scared to look back, keeping his head down, looking at his phone.
Suddenly a buzz, and an incoming call popped up on the phone screen.
Xiang Qichen glanced at the newly saved number, pressed to answer: "Hello..."
"Hello, male god..." A deep, stammering voice said, "I, I need to pee... TAT"
Xiang Qichen: "......"