The petite little wife: don't misunderstand the proud president

Seeing Miao Miaomiao cough weakly, Wang Ziji stopped artificial respiration, he immediately took off his clothes, wrung them dry, and put them on Miao Miaomiao.

At the same time, Lan Xinhui supported Miao Miaomiao and asked her to spit out the remaining water in her stomach. Seeing that she was coughing, she stroked her back to help her breathe.

Lan Xinhui's attention was all on Miao Miaomiao's body, and suddenly, a piece of clothing fell on her body.She looked up and saw Wang Zichen who was shirtless.

Seeing her looking at him, Wang Zichen said: "Get in the car quickly, I have a set of clothes in the trunk of the car, you can change right away."

Lan Xinhui really felt a little cold at this time, and knew that she couldn't be cold at this time, so she walked obediently to the dam.

She opened the trunk and found a set of Wang Zichen's clothes. It was a set of casual clothes, pure white, plus a pair of nude-colored underwear.

Lan Xinhui got into the car with the set of underwear. She took off her underwear and dried herself, while hesitating whether to wear his underwear or not.

Wear men's underwear?And a man who has nothing to do with him?She doesn't want to.

However, now is a special period, and you have to wear sanitary napkins. If you don't wear underwear, there is no way to wear sanitary napkins.If you don't use sanitary napkins, the white trousers will definitely be ruined soon.

Lan Xinhui took out a sanitary napkin and put it in Wang Zichen's nude underwear, and put it on with gritted teeth.Anyway, it's just sanitary napkins that come into contact with her most intimate parts... She comforted herself like this.

Fortunately, the cuffs of the snow-white trousers are elastic, and there are thin straps to adjust the width.Lan Xinhui tightened the belt and fastened the loose panties together, then smoothed the long trousers up.

Then he picked up his white shirt and put it on.Although the white shirt was not transparent, the bulge in the front was still obvious when the shirt was worn without underwear.Lan Xinhui let down her long hair and scattered it on both sides of her chest, finally covering it up.

Pull up the long hem again and tie a knot at the waist.She lowered her head to look at herself, and she felt okay, so she hurriedly packed her wet clothes and Wang Zichen's clothes in plastic bags, and wiped the back seat of the car that was wet by herself with a towel.

When he opened the door and got off the car, he saw Wang Zichen standing outside the car.

Seeing her come out, his eyes turned to her.

Thinking that she was wearing his clothes from inside to outside, Lan Xinhui couldn't help but blush: "Thank you!" She whispered.

Wang Zichen's eyes were fixed on her body, he did not expect his underwear to look so delicate on her body.Thinking that his clothes were clinging to his skin right now, a gust of heat rose up.

He coughed lightly uncomfortably, and gestured with his eyes: "The bottom of the trousers."

After being reminded by him, Lan Xinhui noticed that the trousers he had hurriedly pulled up before had fallen off.

She hurriedly bent down to pull up her trousers, who knew that when she bent down, the neckline opened, and the charming happiness in front of her burst out.

Wang Zichen glanced at it inadvertently, and there was a "buzz" in his head, as if something exploded inside.

The hot blood in the body boiled rapidly and overflowed.

He felt his nose get hot, and quickly covered it with his hand.

How hungry and thirsty is he, even seeing such a "prosperous scene" has a nosebleed?

After Lan Xinhui rolled up her trousers, she found that Wang Zichen was covering his nose and wiping.

"What's wrong with you? Nosebleed?" She quickly took out a tissue and handed it to him.

After a while, Lan Xinhui finally wiped it off. Lan Xinhui took mineral water and poured it out to wash his hands and nose.

At this time, Miao Miaomiao suddenly stumbled over, opened the back seat door of Wang Zichen's car, and got in.

Wang Ziji chased after him, holding a suit of clothes in his hand.

Seeing Miao Miaomiao got into the car, he stomped his feet angrily and sighed.