Chapter 82 of the book: The arrogant actress dreams of peach blossoms every night

This scene happened so quickly that Xiao Yang didn't even get a clear look at Lin Caiwei. Let alone thank her, the door closed as soon as he opened his mouth.

After taking a look at the clothes in his hand, Xiao Yang shook his head and turned back to his room.

After changing his clothes, he went downstairs to take a shower.

After taking a shower and changing into his pajamas, he realized that he had forgotten to bring clean shorts.

When he first arrived in the capital, he was very poor and had no money to buy underwear. He only wore shorts that the original owner's mother, Zhang Guixiang, had made for him - one red and one green.

Moreover, those colorful colors are really tacky no matter how you look at them. More importantly, these two shorts were made many years ago and are a bit small now.

Fortunately, the fabric is pretty good and very comfortable to wear.

He returned to the room wrapped in pajamas and carefully checked the clothes he had just brought. His heart was full of doubts - strange, where did the shorts he just took off go?

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After Lin Caiwei stuffed the clothes into Xiao Yang's hands, she immediately closed the door, and her little face turned red.

Those shorts are so small, will they fit him?

As he thought about this, the scene of the two of them being honest with each other in his dream emerged before his eyes. Especially when he thought of Xiao Yang's muscular body and toned abdominal muscles, Lin Caiwei felt a surge of heat all over her body. She quickly unbuttoned several buttons at her collar, then let out a long breath and slowly fell onto the bed.

He turned sideways out of habit and felt a softness on his face, which was very different from the feeling caused by the friction between his pillowcase and his facial skin.

When she suddenly opened her eyes, she found that Xiao Yang's shorts were lying on her pillow.

At this moment, he couldn't help but feel dazed, as if what was lying on the pillow was not his shorts, but Xiao Yang's hot body.

Lin Caiwei's chest heaved violently, and her lower abdomen felt like a flame rising. A strong urge drove her to throw herself at Xiao Yang's shirt.

However, before he could move, there was a sudden knock on the door.

Lin Caiwei then asked in a hoarse voice, "Who is it?"

"Sister, I'm Xiao Yang."

The heat that Lin Caiwei had suppressed with great difficulty rose up again.

Outside the door, Xiao Yang, with his short hair, stood awkwardly. He seemed to have come out in a hurry, and his hair had not been completely dried yet. Crystal clear water droplets stood on his short hair.

It seemed that because he had just taken a shower, his body was like a small stove, constantly radiating heat outwards.

Looking at his muscular, wheat-colored torso through the slit in his pajamas, Lin Caiwei swallowed subconsciously. Her voice was as cold as ever: "What's the matter?"

Xiao Yang felt even more embarrassed. He opened his mouth and took a long time to squeeze out a sentence: "When you were helping me get my clothes just now, did you see anything left behind?"

He had asked Sister Hua before, and Sister Hua said that they were stuck inside his shirt. But when he returned to his room, he turned his shirt over and over again, but couldn't find any trace of the shorts.

Then there is only one possibility - it fell in Lin Caiwei's room.

Now I only have two pairs of shorts, one is dirty and unwashed, and the other is missing. If I don’t find it, I will have no underwear to wear tomorrow.

In desperation, he could only bite the bullet and go to Lin Caiwei. At the same time, he couldn't help but secretly complain - I really don't know what's wrong with Sister Hua. Why did she give her clothes to Lin Caiwei and ask her to pass them on.

Almost subconsciously, Lin Caiwei wanted to say that she hadn't left anything behind, until she remembered the shorts still lying on her pillow.

This should be what he is looking for.

Almost in an instant, her face turned red and she opened her mouth but couldn't say a word.

Lin Caiwei was tall, but still much smaller than Xiao Yang. Raising his head slightly, he could see everything behind Lin Caiwei.

However, you won’t know until you see it, and you’ll be shocked when you see it.

Even though Xiao Yang had lived two lives, he couldn't help but open his mouth in shock at this moment.

After all, this kind of thing would still be quite explosive even 40 years later.

Following his gaze, Lin Caiwei turned her head and looked back, and she also felt a buzzing in her head.

She was lying on the pillow. Her red shorts were slightly wrinkled. Worse still, the key area of ​​her shorts looked like it hadn't dried yet, as if it had been soaked by something else.

Almost subconsciously, Lin Caiwei wiped the corner of her mouth.

The two people at the door looked at each other. After an unknown amount of time, Lin Caiwei coughed twice, slightly turned sideways, and gave up her position at the door.

Xiao Yang was so smart that he squeezed in. He grabbed his shorts on the bed and ran out. He didn't even reach his room and lay on the bed, his face still flushed.

He didn't know how long it took before he finally brought the shorts to his face. By then, the water stains on the shorts had disappeared. But Xiao Yang couldn't help but sigh slightly - buddy, you're dirty.

As he thought about this, the image of the always aloof Lin Caiwei appeared before his eyes. She was actually kissing, hugging, and lifting his shorts high. He didn't know what he was feeling inside.

Although Xiao Yang wasn't a germaphobe, he still felt somewhat uncomfortable when someone tampered with his shorts like that. But when it came to Lin Caiwei, he couldn't get angry no matter what. Even under the moonlight, he couldn't suppress the smirk at the corners of his mouth.

After hesitating for a while, he finally put on his shorts.

There's nothing we can do about it, it's his fault he's poor.

But for some reason, after putting on the shorts, he felt a burning sensation on his face, as if someone's scent was still lingering on the fabric.

At dawn the next day, Xiao Yang opened his eyes and instinctively wanted to release the water.

I didn't expect that there would be someone in the bathroom so early.

There was a sound of water splashing inside, as if someone was washing clothes.

Helpless, Xiao Yang had to wait by the side.

Soon, the toilet door opened.

Lin Caiwei, wearing a green tight shirt, came out holding a wash basin.

Xiao Yang was stunned and subconsciously called Lin "Big Sister".

Lin Caiwei hadn't expected to meet him here. She had just finished a shower and washed some things. Her expression changed slightly, and she hummed softly.

Almost subconsciously, Xiao Yang glanced into Lin Caiwei's basin, then asked curiously, "Sister, why are you getting up so early to wash the sheets?"

When Lin Caiwei heard these three words out of the blue, her face froze. Then her face flushed red.

However, before she could say anything, Xiao Yang squeezed into the bathroom.

People have three urgent needs, not to mention that he had been waiting outside for such a long time.