Damn preconceptions.
Damn lack of common sense.
When Lu Xiu realized what had happened, she was so embarrassed she wanted to claw a three-bedroom apartment out of the floor.
Jian Li glanced at Lu Xiu, who was wearing pajamas. "Who did you say wasn't wearing—don't tell me you like sleeping in safety shorts?"
I don't.
I didn't.
Don't talk nonsense.
Lu Xiu immediately wanted to deny it three times in a row, but when she saw the other girl's genuinely questioning tone and thought back to her own reaction just now, in the end, she could only let out a long sigh.
Then she squeezed out dryly, "I don't. Even if someone's wearing safety shorts, you still can't just lift their clothes—forget it. I'll change first. Come in and sit for a bit."
Only halfway through speaking, Lu Xiu couldn't go on anymore.
She went straight into her room.
If only I'd taken a moment to think back! I forgot something like safety shorts existed!
On the other side.
Jian Li hesitated for a moment, but seeing the door open, she still walked in.
The apartment was very clean.
It was full of signs of daily life. Although Lu Xiu's biological clock was a complete mess when she was constructing instances, she was still quite diligent about tidying her room.
A slightly strange person.
To actually have such a strange hobby.
Jian Li stood in the middle of the living room without sitting down. After looking for a while in the direction of Lu Xiu's room, she thought this to herself.
Then she lowered her head and glanced at her own palm.
The slap Lu Xiu had just given the back of her hand had actually been very light.
And besides shyness, it had seemed to carry a sense of