"Get out!"
"No." The young master leaned against the wall, his narrow black eyes fixed on Ning Xixi, "Hurry up and change, wearing wet clothes for too long can cause a cold."
Damn Demon! Ning Xixi's face blushed, and she stomped her foot, "Then close your eyes..."
While saying this, her face felt as if it was on fire.
Ji Yebai made a sound of agreement.
She turned her back, hesitated, and unfastened the buttons of her clothes...
Ji Yebai took a glance, with a surprisingly deep look in his eyes.
Fair and smooth skin, slender waist, black hair cascading down her back...
"Cough."
He coughed softly, daring not to look any further, honestly turned his face to the side, and closed his eyes.
He was just taking verbal advantage; if it came to actions, in the end, he could only look but not touch, tormenting himself.
"Xixi! Did you finish changing? You forgot your backpack, I brought it for you." Outside came the voice of Cheng Youran.
