November 5th, it was not until dusk that Dubian Che and Jiutiao Meijie walked out of the bedroom.
"What to eat?" Jiutiao Meijie went downstairs for the second time today.
"Let's go out to eat, it's also a good chance to have a walk." Dubian Che shrugged his shoulders.
"What's the matter?" Jiutiao Meijie noticed his movement.
"Uh-huh—" Dubian Che frowned, "Wearing small clothes for a long time, it feels like my body is still being tightened."
Hearing this, Jiutiao Meijie immediately lost interest and even felt happy.
She took out her phone and showed the screen to Dubian Che: "Does it look good?"
The phone wallpaper was a girl in a black dress, as beautiful as Kiyono Lin and Jiutiao Meijie.
"Take it away, take it away!" Dubian Che didn't want to look at all.
Jiutiao Meijie chuckled joyfully; it was a carefully selected picture of Dubian Beauty, and her album contained many more photos of him in different outfits.
