"Xingchen, what are you doing standing in the doorway?" Chen Nanqian walked over and directly ignored Fang Yunyun in the wheelchair.

She stepped forward and gently pushed Luo Xingchen, "Go into the house, I'll come to you in a while to have something to say." ”

When Luo Xingchen heard this, his intuition told her that it must be for Jin Zeming to say that he wanted to marry her.

So, she looked at Chen Nanqian and then at Fang Yunyun.

"I'm sorry, aunt, I'm out of company." She waved her little hand at Chen Nanqian and gently closed the door.

"Who's out there?"

Suddenly, Jin Zeming's deep and deep voice came from the bathroom door.

She looked back, her eyes flustered.

"That...... Your fiancée has come up to demonstrate to me," she said, pointing to the door behind her, "and my aunt came up again, saying that she would come to me later." ”

Jin Zeming didn't say anything, glanced at the bath towel wrapped around her, and went to the cloakroom.

After a while, he came out in a linen pajamas, still holding a men's white shirt in his hand.

"Put it on!" He threw his shirt to Luo Xingchen.

"Jin Zeming, will I wear this to talk to your mother in a while?" Luo Xingchen looked down at the high-quality haute couture handmade shirt in his hand.

What will his mother think when she sees it later?

"So what do you want to wear? Bath towel? Jin Zeming sneered.

He didn't have any women's belongings here, and besides......

He looked at her, thinking that the way she looked in her shirt must be very seductive.

Luo Xingchen pursed his lips and wanted to go to the cloakroom to change clothes, but was stopped by Jin Zeming's eyes.

"I've never seen anything here," he said, walking over to the stool and sitting down, just in front of her.

Remembering that day in the presidential suite, custom underwear wrapped around her shapely and slender figure, suddenly, his throat tightened.

"I said why are you so perverted!" Luo Xingchen snorted inside his nose, "Don't think I don't know, you want to use me against your fiancée." Why didn't you say that kind of life-threatening thing earlier? ”

Jin Zeming looked at her amusefully and raised his hand, "She said, do you want to kill you?" ”

"She said you can't protect me, otherwise, your sister-in-law won't be your sister-in-law." Luo Xingchen almost squeezed these words out of his throat.

She pouted and wrinkled her nose again, and the disgust on her face was obvious.

"Luo Xingchen, you just owe it!"

Seeing that his face was cold, Luo Xingchen thought that it was the name Chu Xiangyun that angered him again.

As a result, the look on the little face was even more disdainful.

But when this expression came out, her person had already turned her back to Jin Zeming.

If she really wanted to annoy this man, she still didn't dare.

After entering the cloakroom, she untied the bath towel and changed into Jin Zeming's white shirt.

In the dressing mirror, she looked at herself inside and combed her messy hair with her fingers.

Because of Fang Yunyun's sudden visit just now, she hadn't had time to dry her hair, so her long hair was still moist.

She tugged at the collar of her shirt and buttoned it up.

After looking at it for two seconds, it was unraveled again.

Standing there and concentrating, Luo Xingchen walked out slowly.

"Where's the wind?" Seeing her staring at the wet hair, Jin Zeming asked.

Luo Xingchen pointed to the door.

Jin Zeming was stunned at first, and then understood. Immediately got up and went over and opened the door, just in time to see a maid standing in the door with a hair dryer.

"Third Young Master, Madam said not to disturb you and Miss Luo, so ......" The maid cautiously handed over the hair dryer.