"What must the junior be thinking now?" she still felt a bit curious.
"Is he imagining things?"
"He must be feeling restless too, right?"
"After all, the senior from school is changing her clothes right behind him."
As Zhang Qiqi let her mind wander, she looked down to undo the buttons of her shirt.
After she had put on her shirt, she picked up the necktie from the JK uniform set and whispered to Cheng Zhu, "Junior, I'm ready."
It was only after Cheng Zhu turned around that she began to raise her hands to tie her necktie.
As she lifted her arms, the hem of her shirt rose a little.
Moreover, because of the movement, she naturally looked up and puffed out her chest.
The shirt was already quite flattering, but now it looked even more swollen.
What surprised her, though, was that her "uniform plan" seemed to be not working at all.
Cheng Zhu's expression was very calm, unfazed like still water, in stark contrast to when he had seen her in yoga pants!
