The next day.
Morning.
The blazing summer sun was hidden behind clouds. It was a little overcast, and the misty air was much cooler than it had been the past few days.
The moment he got up and remembered that his underwear and socks were still at Aunt Xuan's place, Dong Xuebin felt uncomfortable all over. He hurried next door to 302 and rang her doorbell. After all, she was the woman he had a crush on. Dong Xuebin really wanted to show Aunt Xuan his best side, but underwear and smelly socks were just too... ugh. If he'd known, he would have fought to get them back last night. Hopefully Aunt Xuan hadn't washed them yet.
Click. The door opened. "Oh, Xiao Bin. I was just about to head to work. Come in."
Qu Yunxuan lived alone. Her home smelled lovely, carrying that unique scent of a woman's bedroom. The small living room had been tidied spotlessly, and the windows were so clean there wasn't a speck of dust on them. Dong Xuebin slipped inside and awkwardly rubbed his nose, his face heating up. "Um, my clothes..."
Qu Yunxuan was crouched on the floor, bending over to smooth the Nylon Stockings that had been wrinkled over her feet by her high heels. Hearing him, she looked up and smiled, gesturing toward the bathroom with her chin. "They're hanging in the bathroom. I washed them yesterday, but they might not be dry yet. What, do you need them urgently? Want Auntie to dry them with a hairdryer?" One of her legs was crouched low while the other was raised slightly higher. A dark gap showed between her skirt, inviting all sorts of thoughts.
Dong Xuebin's face grew even hotter. "Ah, no, no need. I'll take them home and hang them