To The Lovely You

   He slammed open the door of the locker room and walked towards the huge full-length mirror in the room.

  The boy in the mirror, wearing a black T-shirt, showed countless beautiful muscles and lines on his body, and there was an indescribable **** and charm between his gestures.

   Just as he was pulling his clothes in dissatisfaction, Lan Feifei walked into the room with two glasses of juice. She saw He Chaoran standing in front of the full-length mirror at a glance, and immediately lowered her eyes with some guilt.

   "Your...juice..." She stammered, handing him the juice, but still didn't dare to look up at him.

  He Chaoran silently turned around and took it, picked up the cup and took a few sips, then put the cup on the table beside him. He looked at her for a moment, and saw that she couldn't lift her head more and more...

  In the air, it seems that there is a string that is getting tighter and tighter, and it may break at any time.

   Lan Feifei's neck was a little sour, and she finally couldn't help but look up at him, and was immediately shocked by the anger in his eyes.

   "If you don't want to help me design clothes, you can tell me directly." He Chaoran looked at her fixedly and locked her eyes tightly. It is said that people rely on clothes, and when he wears this kind of clothes, his eyes become alluring and moving.

  Lan Feifei's heart skipped a beat, her eyes moved from his tightly closed red lips to an incomparably huge hole in his chest.

Although He Chaoran looks terrible at the moment, she still mustered up her courage and said: "So, are you doubting my vision now? I also have a message for you, if you don't want to wear the clothes I designed, then Just take it off and give it back to me! This is the most basic respect for a designer!"

"Respect?" The blue veins on He Chaoran's forehead couldn't help beating happily, and the hand hanging by his side was tightly clenched, "What about you, that's how you 'respect' me? You let me dress like this What's the difference between standing on the stage and not wearing anything? Are you kidding me?"

   "Whatever...whatever you think! Anyway, I just say, if you like to wear it or not, take it off and return it to me!"

   Lan Feifei was originally a little guilty, but He Chaoran's attitude also made her very dissatisfied. That's right, she admitted that she deliberately designed her clothes like this because of the scandal between him and the female star, but she also spent several nights, and he actually said she was playing with him!

   As soon as the voice fell, she was immediately dumbfounded! Unexpectedly, He Chaoran really took off the black hole suit in front of her without saying a word!

  Because the action was too violent, several holes were torn open by him, making a tearing sound in the silent night.

   Soon, his sturdy upper body was exposed to bright lights like this, and she could even see every muscle line and texture on his body.

   "He Chaoran, how dare you!" Before she could finish her words, He Chaoran had a sullen face and started to unbutton her pants, followed by the sound of a zipper ringing in her ears.

   Lan Feifei quickly covered her eyes, but from the slightly opened gap, she still saw He Chaoran take off her pants and shoved them aside.

"Why, why are you closing your eyes? You designed this kind of clothes, didn't you just want to see me without clothes?" His tone was sarcastic, approaching her step by step, "Tonight, Just let you see enough!"