camouflaged white lotus

Uniforms and temptations can sometimes make some men want to stop. If you don’t believe me, you can watch the movies of the island country. Many innocent and beautiful girls wear school uniforms, and then they are stripped off by some disgusting uncles.

As a native who has never been abroad, it is not easy to get a school uniform of a famous foreign university, but domestic universities do not have school uniforms, middle school uniforms are really sad, at least the school uniform I went to in front of me is, say waist Without a waist, it is really not fashionable to say that it is fashionable.

In the end, I decided to go to Taobao to buy one, either Japanese or Korean, as long as I want to be pure and youthful.

—Excerpt from "From May to August"

Dreams, sometimes real, sometimes unreal, when Zhao Jiajun woke up from the dream, it was only two o'clock in the middle of the night.

Turning on the desk lamp and taking a big gulp of cold water, Zhao Jiajun wondered why he dreamed of Bailian.Of course, as the person he hates the most at present, Zhao Jiajun has reason to dream of Bai Lian, but what he couldn't understand was that the Bai Lian he dreamed of was the one wearing a white shirt and smiling innocently. Bai Lian asked him, "Honey, I've been waiting for you all night, why don't you go home?"

Zhao Jiajun said, "You bastard, you stole my house, what do you want me to do at home?"

Bai Lian said, "Honey, did you forget that we moved? The new home is at ~~ Street~~ Community~ Building~!"

Zhao Jiajun woke up when he heard Bai Lian's words. During the first 3 minutes of waking up, Zhao Jiajun tried his best to think about the address that he didn't hear clearly in his dream, but he couldn't think of it. It's a dream, so it's useless to think about it.

When Zhao Jiajun woke up, Bai Jian was still awake. As a writer who was inspired at night, two o'clock was still his creation time, but today he was packing his things.

The things brought in from Zhao Jiajun's house are all piled up in the basement, because I have been revising manuscripts for the past few months to see typesetting and other publications, and now I finally have time to conduct a centralized inventory of the things in the basement.

After flipping through it twice, Bai Jian saw the middle school student uniform purchased from Korea, snorted coldly, and cursed, "Zhao Jiajun is a pervert, and he wore this dress a few times later, just to play with the temptation of the uniform in bed, so I said People, you can't be too perverted, or you won't end well."

Several buttons of the uniform shirt fell off, Bai Jian recalled, it seemed that the last time he wore it was just in time for Zhao Jiajun to drink too much, so when he pulled his clothes, he was very rough and made himself feel uncomfortable. The next day, he gave Zhao Jiajun a laxative , Let him stretch for two days to relieve his anger.

"There are so many clothes, I didn't think so much when I moved them. What should I do with these clothes now? Zhao Jiajun's are still famous brands. It's a pity to throw them away. After selling them, I need to change hands several times. It's very laborious!"

In fact, it is not only the clothes that are laborious, but also a drawer of famous brand watches, tie clips, cuffs, etc., such as Zhao Jiajun's things, it is very easy to get caught if you don't hand them down. After all, many of them are limited editions. If it weren't for the big bed There is really no place to put it, Bai Jian will not sell it, after all he really likes that big carved bed.

"It seems that we need to find a foreign buyer." Bai Jian muttered, "No, we should first find an appraiser to evaluate the price."

At three o'clock in the middle of the night, Bai Jian called her buddy. The buddy was an old friend who went to college together. Later, he stayed in Italy after studying in Italy. The previous video was sent by his old friend.

"Hello? What are you doing?"

"At work, tell me, what's the matter?"

"I have some things here that I want to sell. Do you think they can be sold by post in Italy?" Bai Jian glanced at the beautiful cuffs, and felt that it was a pity that the cuffs were sold, so why not keep them for herself?

"Is that the one who took advantage of you again? Let me tell you, I don't think it's good for you to do so. The video alone can't prove that it's a gift. Are you stupid for writing novels?"

"You watched the video and posted it for me, didn't you?" Bai Jian said as a matter of course.

"That's to help you, because you have already emptied the house, but I suggest you not to sell these things. Your behavior is selling stolen goods, do you understand?"

"Hmm~~ It's useless to keep it! Watches are okay, but I can't wear clothes."

"You can sell the clothes as second-hand goods, but keep the watches!"

With a reminder from her old friend, Bai Jian put Zhao Jiajun's watch on her arms and looked at it. The more she looked at it, the more she liked it. "That's why many men like to buy watches. They look really beautiful on them!"

Second-hand goods need to be sold. As an otaku, Bai Jian only knows one channel, which is Taobao second-hand goods. She takes pictures of shoes, ties, suits, and shirts and uploads them one by one. In just two days, she really made a lot of money. Bai Jian looked at it. Qian on the □ smiled, but he didn't know that he was about to face a catastrophe.

90.00% of Zhao Jiajun's suits are made to order, and 20.00% of them are made to order in a tailor-made suit shop in the city. The master craftsman is good, and many executives of foreign companies in China are his frequent customers.

Zhao Jiajun suddenly came to order ten sets of clothes four months ago. The master asked and found out that the house was stolen. The master told the apprentices, let everyone pay attention to see if there are any second-hand suits for sale, after all they The brand is still No. [-] in China's custom-made suits.

Four months have passed, and the master has forgotten about it. Suddenly, a young man came to visit, wearing an old suit, and the master recognized at a glance that the suit was made by himself, and this The fabric was brought by Zhao Jiajun himself, it is said that he brought it back from Milan.

When Zhao Jiajun received a call from his master, he rushed to the suit shop by car. He thought he would see Bai Lian, but he didn't recognize the young man who appeared. "How did you get the suit?" Zhao Jiajun asked.

"I bought a second-hand suit from Taobao. I always wanted to make a suit here, but the price was too high, so I bought a second-hand one. I hope the master can change it for me at a cheaper price." The young man said.

"How much did you pay for it? I'll give it to you. I'll also pay for you to make a suit here, but I want you to do me a favor." Zhao Jiajun's hand holding the suit trembled slightly. Four months later, that The little bastard finally showed up.

"What do you want me to do for you?" the young man asked warily.

"Give me the seller's contact information."

"What do you want?"

"This is my clothes. My house was stolen. The clothes are stolen goods. I want to catch the thief who stole my things. Are you satisfied with this explanation?"

"Sir, I can assure you that I made this dress for Mr. Zhao before." The old master guaranteed.

"There is no address. We contacted Wangwang, and then traded in the same city. Wangwang account number can be given to you."

"Did you see him?" Zhao Jiajun was surprised and delighted, he quickly took out his mobile phone from his pocket, "Do you see if it's this person?"

On the screen is a young man who looks like a college student with a sunny smile, wearing a white shirt, sitting on the balcony and bathing in the sun, the young man frowned, "Actually, I didn't see his face clearly, because the seller was wearing a mask and a hat, I just I can confirm that it is a man, about the same height as me, about 1.8 meters."

"Okay, you give me his Want Want account." Although it is not sure whether it is Bai Lian, but he has already got a Want Want account, which is already progress, and Zhao Jiajun also believes that with his persistent pursuit, sooner or later To be able to catch that little bastard.

The Zhao family came like a gentleman, and then left in a hurry. The master's apprentice asked the master quietly, "Mr. Zhao still has a photo of the thief?"

"Do your job, so much nonsense."

"I'm just curious." The little apprentice scratched his head and went to measure the guest.