"Gu canzhao! You are the son of a bitch

"It's good to be honest and obedient. I have to ask for trouble."

"It's none of your business!"

Gu canzhao poked the water and held out his hand to her: "come here."

Lu Xiaolai watched him warily, but backed away.

"It seems that you like to be in the pool I've been in."

"I'd rather stay in the water than stand in the same place with you!"

"Whatever you want."

Gu canzhao stood up, grabbed the bath towel and wrapped it around his waist. He threw her on the balcony and went to the living room.

When he couldn't see him, Lu Xiaolai slowly got up from the pool and stood wet by the pool, his hair and clothes dripping.

The soaked white uniform is translucently pasted on her skin, reflecting the underwear of her skin color, outlining her slender waist, and the attractive skin is faintly visible.

Lu Xiaolai gritted his teeth, held his arms in front of his chest, and walked into the living room.

Just through the curtain, a quick cloth bag hit her body, she took down a look, is a clean bath towel.

The air conditioner in the living room is low, and Lu Xiaolai's teeth tremble when his wet body collides with the cold air. She put on a bath towel and wrapped herself tightly, her body still shaking.

Gu canzhao took a can of beer from the refrigerator, leaned against the kitchen door, looked at Lu Xiaolai wrapped in a ball and said, "I authorize you to use my bathroom."

"Well, you don't have to be so kind."

"I don't want you to go outside like this, and spread the news to ruin my reputation."

"If it's bad, it's bad for my reputation."

Gu canzhao didn't want to be misunderstood by others about his taste. He looked at her up and down, with some disgust in his eyes: "my taste is not so strange."

"Do you think you can be better?"

Gu canzhao raised her eyebrow noncommittally: "are you sure you want to talk to me like this?"

Lu Xiaolai pursed his lips and stood in the same place, drooping his eyes.

"Of course, I don't mind if you want to go out like this."

"I..." Lu Xiaolai's cheeks were slightly red, and he didn't open his eyes awkwardly. "I don't have any clothes to replace."

"I have." With a smile on his lips, he took a big sip of his beer and gazed at her.

Lu Xiaolai started: "hum, I don't want to borrow your clothes!"

"Now that you don't need it, you can get out."

Lu Xiaolai gritted his teeth and walked outside the door wrapped in a bath towel.

"Wait a minute."

Lu Xiaolai stopped and looked back: "what's the problem?"

"Your bath towel is mine, too."

"Stingy!" Lu Xiaolai walked back in front of him with a heroic face and a stiff tone. "Borrow my clothes, and I'll return them to you after washing tomorrow."

"Is that how you ask for help?"

“Please！”

"Chinese."

"..." Lu Xiaolai clenched his fist, slightly softened his voice, "please borrow my clothes, thank you!"

"Wait here." Gu canzhao put the beer into her hand and went into the room to look for clothes.

Lu Xiaolai compares his back with his little finger, and takes a big sip of beer with great ease. As soon as she swallows it, her face turns blue. She quickly wipes her mouth with the corner of a bath towel, then goes to wipe the mouth of the beer can, and puts the beer on the coffee table, standing far away like avoiding the plague.

Before long, Gu canzhao took out a uniform of a sports shirt and threw it to Lu Xiaolai.

Holding his clothes, Lu Xiaolai whispered "thank you". He quickly walked into the bathroom, peeped out half his head from behind the bathroom door, watched his figure, walked to the sofa and sat down, then picked up the beer on the tea table.