Chapter 212 A better future

There is always a memory that cannot be dispersed in every place in your heart.

Every night, there is always the deepest thinking.

The moonlight in the city passes through the windows and lit up Wang Zihao's nightmare.

Liu Piaopiao was moved from the bed, but she did not wake up.

But Wang Zihao was shocked and sweated.

After the light became clearer, he realized that Xu Meili's pajamas he hid in the closet were now wearing Liu Piaopiao.

For a moment, Wang Zihao thought that the girl he was holding out of bed was Xu Meili.

Wang Zihao felt ashamed of holding his girlfriend down and thinking that his girlfriend was in the way of ascension with other girls.

I am indeed a very conscientious person, otherwise I would not feel this kind of guilt.

Pain always likes to find kind people and torture kind people. Wang Zihao feels that the world is really unfair.

If that's the case, then go against the will of heaven and be a brave person.

Wang Zihao quickly adjusted his mindset.

However, what is the swollen nightgown on Liu Piaopiao?

He found it incredible. When did this girl change?

It was so amazing to put Xu Meili's pajamas in a full small wardrobe.

He was so awesome that he was almost scared.

As expected, Liu Piaopiao cannot predict her words and deeds based on common sense.

Not to mention whether your girlfriend can see it or not, this is her best friend's pajamas.

Even if he can't see it, the extra pajamas for another woman in his room can make his girlfriend extremely angry.

His personal charm is not strong enough to let Liu Qianqian not marry him, and it will be almost the same in a few years.

When she finds out that he is an immortal mortal, talented and able to be monetized, she will feel that "talented and romantic" is inseparable from family.

No, he is still on the road to the peak of his life, far from reaching the top, and has no privilege yet.

So, Wang Zihao now wants to tear off Liu Piaopiao’s nightgown and throw it out the window.

He has done something like tearing up nightgowns and stockings with Xu Meili before, so he is barely familiar with it.

But Wang Zihao naturally couldn't do this to Liu Piaopiao, it was done by animals.

It's okay to change it secretly, but no one knows it, it's not a beast, it's a gentleman.

After putting down Liu Piaopiao, Wang Zihao climbed onto the bed.

It was getting late, so he had to sleep well with Teacher Liu before Teacher Liu could sleep well.

"You can speak quietly."

"Yeah..."

"Didn't you tell me to whisper?"

"Yeah..."

"I really can't do anything to you."

Afterwards, Wang Zihao didn't talk to Teacher Liu anymore.

The next morning.

Liu Piaopiao was awakened by urine and sat up. She found something was wrong and looked down at her clothes.

She was a little confused while scratching her messy hair.

Why did I sleep in a big T-shirt?

No doubt, this is Wang Zihao's clothes.

No matter what, she held it in one night, and quickly got out of bed and ran to the bathroom.

Liu Piaopiao's movements woke up, but Liu Qianqian snorted lightly, but she didn't wake up and slept soundly.

In the living room, Wang Zihao was huddled on the sofa and was sleeping in a relatively tight manner.

There are clothes on the upper body and pants on the lower body.

If he sleeps in the room with Teacher Liu, the weather is still so hot, he is probably in a primitive state.

The floor-standing electric fan shook his head next to the sofa, sending a cool breeze.

The door opens, the toilet door closes, the sound of flushing the toilet in the bathroom...

All of this finally woke up Wang Zihao who was sleeping in the living room.

He sat up from the sofa and was a little dazed.

He didn't come back to his senses until he saw Liu Piaopiao coming out of the bathroom wearing his big T-shirt.

"Just..." Wang Zihao looked surprised, "Why did you put on my clothes?"

Liu Piaopiao was a little panicked, ignored Wang Zihao, ran over from the front of the sofa, lifted the curtain, and ran to the balcony.

Holding the clothespin rod, she turned her head and looked into the living room.

Seeing Wang Zihao staring at her, she angrily said, "Don't look, I'll take... I'll take my pants."

Where did you go last night’s unrestrainedness?

Wang Zihao turned his head.

Liu Piaopiao hurriedly raised the clothespin, picked it up several times before picking off her underwear.

Then, she put the clothes rail aside, and she hurriedly took off the underwear from the clothes rack, kneaded it into a ball, and held it in her hands.

Passing by the living room, Wang Zihao asked curiously: "What are you holding in your hands?"

Liu Piaopiao blushed, "snatched" and ran into the room.

Wang Zihao breathed a sigh of relief.

Just think that it was a dream last night, and Liu Piaopiao in the dream was ashamed.

He and Liu Qianqian were not ashamed for a night.

When I woke up, everyone returned to normal life. I don’t know if the world last night was more real or the world now is more real.

Anyway, it's all over, look forward and the future is better.

In the room, the third sister was still sleeping. Liu Piaopiao did not put on her pants first, but took off Wang Zihao's T-shirt, but didn't even fold it. She opened the wardrobe and threw it in quickly.

Close the wardrobe door and sees that the third sister is still sleeping, Liu Piaopiao breathes a sigh of relief.

It's good if my third sister didn't find out.

She vaguely remembered that she slept last night in her daytime clothes and didn't take off her cover. She felt very uncomfortable, so she got up and took off her clothes, then opened the wardrobe to find clothes to change the one on her body, and then went back to bed and fell asleep.

She had no impression of anything else.

Although I drank a little too much last night, my headaches didn’t exist for her.

Liu Piaopiao doesn't drink often, and it's nothing to squander youth occasionally. She can easily withstand it without any sequelae.

It’s not like my parents. As long as I drink a little more, I will be like a frosted eggplant the next day and will never recover.

After putting on his clothes, Liu Piaopiao wanted to run home secretly without waiting for his third sister to wake up.

But thinking about running like this will make the third sister think that she has done something wrong, so she stayed.

"Are there any unused toothbrushes and face towels?" After leaving the room, Liu Piaopiao recovered to the arrogant little swan and asked Wang Zihao who was still sitting on the sofa and came back to his senses.

Pretending to show off, Wang Zihao could see that he didn't point her out.

"Yes." The effect of the petrochemical skill ended. Wang Zihao stood up and swaggered to find a toothbrush and a disposable face towel for Liu Piaopiao.

Liu Piaopiao followed behind, rubbing her head, and her whole body was in pain. Could it be that she was not used to sleeping in a mahjong mat? Why did she feel a faint pain in her whole body?

"Does Qianqian know you're wearing my clothes and sleeping?" Wang Zihao asked, asking, "The toothbrush that was unopened from the bathroom cabinet."

Liu Piaopiao didn't want to answer, but had to answer: "How could I know, when I woke up, my third sister was sleeping. After changing her clothes, she was still sleeping."

"She will finish your life knowing you, steal my clothes." Wang Zihao said.

Liu Piaopiao hurriedly said, "How can this be considered stealing? I thought it was at my house, and I was in a daze to open the closet to change my pajamas."

"Your wardrobe is the same as mine?" Wang Zihao asked.

"It must be different." Liu Piaopiao said depressedly, "Anyway, I thought it was at my house and I didn't steal your clothes. Who cares about your clothes? If I had known that I would rather not wear sleeping than find pajamas."

"It's okay, you wash first, I'll cook some porridge, stir-fry some vegetarian dishes, and make some food." Wang Zihao said angrily, and after saying that, he walked out of the bathroom.

This girl doesn't know, and Teacher Liu is even more unlikely to know that she was exhausted last night and slept even harder than Liu Piaopiao.

More than half an hour later.
To be continued...