This campsite was up in the mountains, so naturally there were no clothing stores around to buy clothes from.
Fu Yanli gave Jiang Xun two options: wait for the clothes to air-dry naturally, or wear his.
As he said this, Fu Yanli's tone, along with the corners of his brows and eyes, was laced with a faint smile. His smile was truly good-looking, shedding its coldness and sense of distance like a melting iceberg and the revival of all things.
Yet in Jiang Xun's eyes, this smile was incomparably odious.
Jiang Xun aggrievedly clutched the thick sleeping bag on his body. Two tufts of his messy hair were sticking up. Gritting his teeth, he forced three words out of his mouth with extreme difficulty: "Wear yours."
"Good."
Fu Yanli gave his thumb a light pinch, holding back the impulse to reach out and rub the kid's head, and unhurriedly opened the tent to go outside.
After people had walked away, Jiang Xun collapsed, rolling back and forth inside the sleeping bag with a look of grief and indignation.
Though now that he thought about it, the tactile feel of the abs when touched was really good, not to mention the pectoral muscles...
Jiang Xun grabbed his own hair. Daji. Fu Yanli was a Daji who seduced people.
The clothes Fu Yanli brought over were all clean, and they even radiated a faint, fresh fragrance of laundry detergent. He wondered if they were brand new.
Jiang Xun was red all over inside and out with shame. Looking at the clothes after shaking them out, they were way too big-could he possibly wear them?
Fu Yanli was standing right outside, so Jiang Xun seized the time to slip into Fu Yanli's clothes.
Facts proved that they truly did not fit.
The height