It's been about ten minutes, why haven't you finished washing it?

Li Luo remained calm on the face, but was slightly surprised in his heart. Then he walked into the room, closed the door, and knocked on the bathroom door.

"Xixi, are you still washing?"

"Well... I'm washing my hair." Ying Chanxi's voice was vague, "I'm washing my hair."

"Why does it take so long to wash?"

"My hair was covered with drinks and was sticky. I felt a little uncomfortable after only washing it once, so I thought about washing it twice more." Ying Chanxi said, and then asked, "Have you brought the clothes?"

When asked this question, Li Luo suddenly felt embarrassed.

"Um...I didn't bring any clothes..."

"Ah?" Ying Chanxi was stunned for a moment, unable to react, "Then why have you been out for so long?"

"It's a long story." Li Luo coughed twice and explained to Ying Chanxi, "I met your dad when I went to your room, but Uncle Ying insisted on following him into your room.

Ask me what I want to get."

"I'm too embarrassed to tell him that he's just helping you get a change of clothes."

"I'm afraid I'll be beaten to death if he knows you're taking a shower in my room."

Ying Chanxi was silent for a moment in the bathroom, and the sound of water stopped. Then Li Luo heard her cautious voice: "So my dad doesn't know now, right?"

"Well, I don't know, I didn't say."

"That's good..." Ying Chanxi breathed a sigh of relief, "But you didn't bring any clothes. What did you bring here?"

"I just took a bottle of Fengyoujing." Li Luo said awkwardly, "How about I go back now? Or I can go downstairs and buy you a new one from a nearby store."

"Forget it, no need." Ying Chanxi shook his head, "It's too much trouble, don't go out."

"What about your clothes?"

"Well... this..." Ying Chanxi's cheeks turned red and she whispered to Li Luo outside the door, "I remember... when I packed your suitcase before, I put a total of three spare changes of clothes.

, you, you should have plenty of clothes, right?"

"Oh... this?" After being reminded by her, Li Luo reacted. He hurriedly walked to his suitcase and rummaged briefly, then fished out the last spare piece of clothing, "Well, there is indeed another one.

I have worn the other two pieces in the past two days, but this one is still clean."

"Then just give it to me." Ying Chanxi whispered, "I'll just wear your clothes first."

"Isn't the size a bit inappropriate? It feels a bit too big for you."

"No, it doesn't matter. It's better to be too big than too small."

"Then you're going to wear this one?" Li Luo had a strange look on his face. He looked at the dark red shirt in front of him, and the image of Ying Chanxi wearing this dress suddenly appeared in his mind, and he swallowed subconsciously.

"So which one is it?"

"As for that red shirt, I only wore it twice during the summer vacation." Li Luo said, "Normally, short-sleeved shirts are more comfortable, and the shirt has to be buttoned, which is really troublesome."

"Oh, oh..." Ying Chanxi recalled, "Since this is the only one, then, I'll just wear it."

"Okay, tell me when you've finished washing it." As Li Luo said this, he put the shirt on the bed first, subconsciously looked up in the direction of the bathroom, and said to Ying Chanxi inside, "I'll put the shirt first

Leave it here and I'll bring it in for you later."

"Uh-huh."

Ying Chanxi nodded, turned on the shower head in the shower room again, and continued to bend down and lower his head to rinse his hair.

At this time, Li Luo happened to look up in the direction of the bathroom, and immediately saw two little rabbits jumping on the frosted glass, kissing each other affectionately, and Li Luo was suddenly silenced.

I have to say that I seemed to have underestimated Yingchanxi a little before.

In other words, will the bent posture make it look bigger?

Anyway, compared to Yan Zhusheng's calm situation, although Yingchan River is not as windy and rough as Xu Youyu's, it can still be regarded as having small ripples.

At least the ripples can still be seen clearly.

Li Luo subconsciously observed and compared, and then realized something was wrong. He quickly returned to the desk, sat down, and turned on the computer.

But there are some things that cannot be countered by external forces.

Hearing the gurgling sound of Yingchan River bathing in his ears, Li Luo's head seemed to have some kind of gravitational relationship with the Yingchan River in the bathroom, and he was constantly being pulled to look over there.

There is a saying, compared to Xu Youyu's plump figure, or Yan Zhusheng's amazingly long legs, Ying Chanxi's body should be regarded as the most well-proportioned among the three.

Except for the small hands and feet, the rest of the body is also delicate and cute, and just the right amount of beauty.

One has to marvel at the wonder of the Creator to be able to carve such a perfect work.

Unfortunately, Li Luo can only peek through the frosted glass tube and see the tip of the iceberg.

But even if you just look at the cute little feet inside the transparent glass at the bottom, I have to say it is a pleasure.

…

Finally, after a few more minutes, the sound of water in the bathroom finally stopped.

After Ying Chanxi wiped her hair and body, she said to Li Luo in the room: "I'm fine, please help me get my clothes."

"Here we come." Li Luo stood up, picked up the dark red shirt on the bed, walked to the bathroom door, watched Ying Chanxi open a crack in the door, poked his head, and looked at Li Luo outside the door with a blushing face.

"Thank you." Stretching out an arm as tender and smooth as a white lotus root, Ying Chanxi took the shirt from Li Luo's hand and immediately closed the door.

After changing his shirt and putting on his underwear again, Ying Chanxi stood in front of the mirror, looking at the hem of his clothes covering most of his thighs. His eyes fell on the pants on the towel rack beside him, and he fell into deep thought for a moment.

Li Luo waited outside the house for a long time, but did not see Ying Chanxi come out. He thought something had happened, and asked inside in confusion: "Is there something wrong with the clothes? Why do you wear clothes for so long?"

"No, no problem!" Ying Chanxi responded, sounding a little nervous, then opened the bathroom door and walked out timidly.

So when Li Luo turned around and looked around, he saw a rare beauty——

The girl's wet long hair hangs down on both sides of her shoulders, and her delicate and innocent face reveals a cute and shy expression.

At first glance, it looks like he is wearing only a large-sized dark red men's shirt.

Wearing it on her body, this shirt looked very loose, making Ying Chanxi look like a very immature little girl.

In addition, a small section of snow-white thighs, knees and a pair of calves were exposed under the shirt, and Li Luo was reluctant to blink as he walked out of the bathroom step by step in slippers.

But the next second, Li Luo couldn't help but ask: "Where are your pants?"

"I'm not wearing pants..." Ying Chanxi whispered, "I have to sleep at night...I just thought that I don't want to wear pants when I sleep anyway, so I might as well not wear them."

Saying this, Ying Chanxi held the hem of his shirt with one hand and pinched the sleeve with the other, covering his mouth, showing a shy and timid look.

Li Luo looked at this scene. Compared with Xu Youyu's generosity the night before and Yan Zhusheng's innocence last night, the shy and shy Ying Chanxi now had a different charm.

"Ahem... then you sit over here first and I'll blow your hair so you don't catch a cold." Li Luo coughed to cover up his lack of composure at the moment, and quickly stood up and called for Huo Chanxi to come over and sit down.

Although he often walked around in front of Li Luo in his pajamas at home, it seemed like this was the first time that he walked in front of her wearing Li Luo's clothes.

Not to mention not wearing pants yet...

He was wearing only a pair of underwear, and when he stepped out, he was blown by the air-conditioned wind and felt a bit chilly. Ying Chanxi immediately felt even more embarrassed. He lowered his head completely and did not dare to look at Li Luo.

With this thought in mind, Ying Chanxi hurried to the edge of the chair, pulled the hem of his shirt and sat down. After making sure that he was not exposed too much, he raised his head with peace of mind and shook his wet hair.

"Well, just sit down." Li Luo looked at Ying Chanxi, who had exposed a large section of white and tender thigh skin after sitting down. He took a deep breath and kept a calm mind, then turned on the hair dryer in his hand and started to do it.

She served.

After drying his hair smoothly, Li Luo said: "You go to bed and rest first, I will be back after writing for a while."

"Uh-huh." Ying Chanxi obeyed obediently, got up and climbed onto the bed next to him, then shrank into Li Luo's bed with an obedient look on his face. Looking at the back of Li Luo working hard, his heart was still beating fast at this moment.

Especially the feeling of her smooth legs rubbing against the quilt made her feel uneasy and excited.

It seemed like it was the first time for me to sleep on the same bed with Li Luo in a hotel outside like this?

Thinking of this, Ying Chanxi's cheeks turned red with embarrassment. She pulled the quilt and quickly covered her face, not daring to look at Li Luo again.

Li Luo, on the other hand, finished the latest chapter of the manuscript and got up and went to the bathroom to take a shower.

Because the last piece of clothing was worn by Ying Chanxi, he didn't change any more clothes, and the one he was wearing was just enough for one more day.

After taking a shower, he walked out of the bathroom, held his notebook and came to the bedside to sit down. He lifted the quilt and got in.

"You won't fall asleep, will you?" Looking at Ying Chanxi who buried his whole body in the bed, Li Luo couldn't help but laugh and said, "You won't watch movies when you fall asleep."

"Want to see!" Ying Chanxi quickly opened the quilt, slowly sat up with blushing cheeks, and silently leaned next to Li Luo, keeping her arms close to his.

Seeing that he had no reaction, she felt secretly happy in her heart, but pretended to be calm on her face, and asked Li Luo: "You can choose what movie you want to watch. I can watch whatever you like."

.”

It doesn't matter what movie the two of them watch, after all, the drunkard doesn't care about the wine, but the mountains and rivers.

Li Luo flipped through the movie list casually, but from the corner of his eye, he glanced at Ying Chanxi's delicate face and the shirt she was wearing.

If Xu Youyu were to wear this shirt, the effect would probably be outstanding...but if Xixi and Zhusheng were to wear it, the effect would not be much different.

After all, the shirt is still a bit too loose for them, and even the well-established Ying Chanxi looks a bit ordinary at the moment.

I randomly selected a niche movie and played it.
To be continued...