"I have it, wear mine."

Chen Fu almost suspected that she had heard it wrong, so she stayed for a while before looking up and went to see him in a daze.

She asked tinnitus, "What?"

Jiang Shutong is also still looking at her.

The little girl shrank in the corner, a very small ball. She opened her eyes wide, as if she couldn't believe what she heard.

Her eyes were as foggy as a deer, but they were still bright, and when they looked at you, they were clean and untainted.

It was like a feather crossing the tip of the heart, and Jiang Shutong felt a very subtle numbness in his heart.

I wanted to raise my hand to touch the head, but seeing how she wanted to hide herself in the crack in the ground, I gave up.

Chen Fu finally found some reason and returned to her soul.

She swallowed and said carefully: "I'll wear your clothes... that way, no... okay?"

"Hmm?" Jiang Shutong turned his head slightly and looked at Shen Fu with a lower gaze. "Why is it not good?"

A gust of wind blew over and felt the chill. Chen Fu shrank his shoulders, "I mean, you are a man, I am a woman, a man and a woman... I don't give in to you, right?"

She said it was difficult, and she licked her lips and continued: "And, it's not good to be seen, right?"

Jiang Shutong frowned.

I don't know what her little head is.

"When you insisted on taking a nap with me, why didn't you expect men and women to be sympathetic or not?"

When Chen Fu heard him mention the old thing, he raised his head and stumbled for two seconds and retorted: "I, I was still young at that time."

Thinking her reaction was a little cute, Jiang Shutong smiled: "In ancient times, men and women were seven years old and had different seats. At that time--"

When he said this, he seemed to give Chen Fu enough time to recall the memories, so he continued slowly: "You have to be ten years old, right?"

"Who ran to my house at noon..."

"You, you, whisper!" Chen Fu interrupted him, not knowing whether his little face was anxious or ashamed, and it turned red within two seconds.

"Why did you mention this? I forgot it many years ago!! And wouldn't I be ten years old at that time?"

Chen Fu was silent after saying this.

Why do she say she doesn't remember it, but she needs to mention her age again!!! She wished she could knock on her head.

This matter cannot be resolved, so she just pretended to be dead, and in anger she whispered: "Bastard, hooligan!"

Jiang Shutong's eyebrows beat and could hear clearly.

"Are you scolding me or scolding yourself?"

"Of course it's-" Chen Fu grabbed her clothes and said, "I scolded you."

Jiang Shutong nodded, "Okay."

He lifted his chin towards the RV and "changed his clothes."

Chen Fu looked up at him, but didn't move.

Jiang Shutong raised his eyebrows, "Otherwise, you are going to cover yourself until you catch a cold, and then go out to buy medicine in the middle of the night, and have a fever tomorrow?"

Chen Fu: "..."

He doesn't fear anything she is afraid of.

She is not losing money.

No, why did it seem like she took advantage?

Chen Fu shook her head and threw away this undesirable idea.

Jiang Shutong had already called Xiaosong, "Take her to the car, get her my T-shirt and turn on the air conditioner."

Komatsu was also a little hesitant, "Your T-shirt?"

The boss has a cleanliness obsessiveness and he can't even touch some of his personal belongings.

Although this little girl has always been quite special with her boss, I didn't expect to reach this level.

Jiang Shutong looked at him, and Xiaosong shut up.

Jiang Shutong found a chair to sit down, and looked at Xiaosong and Shen Fu's backs thinking.

From this point of view, she has grown up.

It is unreasonable to wear clothes from strangers.

But is he a strange man?

Jiang Shutong felt an indescribable irritability in his heart, and it was unexplainable.

He might understand Komatsu's surprise, but the little girl's vigilance just now made him suspicious for the first time.

It seemed that something originally existed in his long-term cognition, but was quietly changed without realizing it.

Don’t men and women get along with each other?

There is such a reason.

But he could clearly realize that he didn't seem to want to do that.

An idea came to his mind, and he was immediately denied by himself.

The basin of water was not poured on his head, so he seemed to be unconscious.

He shook his head and smiled self-deprecatingly.

The sun gradually sets westward, and before Jiang Shutong's scene was finished, Chen Fu followed Xiaosong to the RV.

Komatsu took out the hair dryer and towel, took out a stack of white T-shirts with a flat white t-shirt from the storage compartment, and handed them to Chen Fu.

The white T-shirt is the one that Jiang Shutong often wears. It has a round neckline that is neither big nor small, and has a small pocket on the chest.

It looks simple, but Chen Fu knows that this is purely handmade, not only the fabric is exquisite, but even the style is specially designed by someone.

Jiang Shutong's logo was stamped in his small pocket, which is a white T-shirt that is unique in the world and cannot be bought anywhere.

Seeing that she was hesitant, Komatsu said: "This one is new. The boss always has this one when he goes out. I'm outside and I'm greeting you if you have something to do. Don't worry, no one comes."

Chen Fu thanked him and the door closed from outside.

Jiang Shutong's car has naturally first-class confidentiality performance. However, changing his clothes in his car is a bit subtle.

Standing there, Chen Fu sneezed.

She rubbed her nose, shook off the messy thoughts in her mind, used rubber bands to tie her hair to the top of her head, and slowly unbuttoned her shirt.

The towel Komatsu gave was very big and it happened to be able to wrap around her body.

But what about this towel?

It doesn't look new, has he used it?

As soon as this thought came out, Chen Fu felt uncomfortable all over again.

She lowered her head and glanced at her chest. The soft fabric was against her skin and her ears gradually burned red.

what's on your mind!!!

Chen Fu held her face, took a few deep breaths, trying to suppress the feeling of blushing and heartbeat.

Gradually, the fingertips became hotter.

never mind.

Chen Fu slowly breathed out and simply gave up struggling.

Just blush.

No one saw it anyway.

Just think that the air conditioner is hotter.

After comforting herself like this, she became calm again.

Fortunately, the gauze skirt she was wearing today did not seep into it, so she took a hair dryer and could still wear it.

Finally, Chen Fu went to touch the T-shirt.

Although it is new, it has a very nice smell on it, such as which brand of perfume is it.

The base notation should be woody vanilla, light, reminiscent of the spring flowers. The sun is falling down cleanly, and it is warm.

It's just too big.

Chen Fu's skeleton was originally small, and after putting it on, the entire upper body was filled inside, and the hem of the clothes covered her buttocks.

Chen Fu looked down and thought it was okay.

Wearing a pair of hot pants on the bottom is also a normal dress.

She even imagined herself walking on the street like this, thinking about it, and laughing unconsciously.
To be continued...