When she woke up at eleven, the room was still dark. She opened her eyes and didn't see through the light, as if at night, she looked around. This was not a hotel, it was...Mo Ye's room?

The last time she came, she was very impressed. She turned over and was surprised. She thought Mo Ye would send her to the hotel. She rubbed her eyes and didn’t see Mo Ye in the room. She got up and was surprised. I don’t know who to change the clothes on. I only wore a thin white silk gown. The gown was very short. On the knees, two white tender legs were exposed, and only a wide belt was tied around the waist. It was a bit loose because of sleeping

Eleven quickly adjust the belt, and simply tied a loose knot. His hair was also loosened by him, and he laid it loosely on his shoulders. She was slightly annoyed at eleven. She was really asleep. She didn't wake up with such a big movement, was she too tired, or did you believe him too much?

She lifted the quilt to get up, stepped barefoot on the carpet, and opened the curtains in the past. The dazzling sunlight came in. Her eyes were slightly uncomfortable, and it took a while to get used to it.

It was afternoon, and she slept like this, so she unknowingly slept for so long.

Downstairs, the fountain is sprayed, the flowers are gorgeous, the field of view is very wide, it looks very comfortable, the scenery is also beautiful, it is refreshing, few villas in Mo Bo and Mo Er will be close, but the courtyard downstairs is beautiful but nobody Quietly, she frowned, not knowing that the boss of Mo had specifically ordered people not to be close, allowing her to sleep naturally.

Eleven pursed her lips and went into the bathroom to wash. She didn't know where to go. She had no clothes to wear. Eleven molars. There was no clothes on the balcony. Even if the clothes were washed, they should be dried.

Where did it go?

She was curious to find several places, but she gave up on the 11th. She opened the door. The corridor was empty and unattended. She raised her eyebrows to see what she was wearing. She closed the door and closed her eyes in bed.

After taking a nap, I feel better. This time I can’t sleep anymore, and my stomach is a little hungry. I’m a little displeased with Eleven. Where did she go?

When calling Mo Ye, the ringtone of the mobile phone rang in the room. When she leaned her head, she saw Mo Ye's mobile phone on the table, and the phone was hung up on the 11th.

Where did he go?

Could it be that she deliberately confiscated her clothes so that she could not run? Eleven thought darkly and glanced at Mo Ye's closet. Eleven was entangled... Mo Ye's clothes, seeing the height of the two, also knew that it was inappropriate for her to wear.

But now she wants to go out, she can't run around in this silk gown that is not covered in body, it can be seen through everything.

Eleven hesitated for a while, got up, opened Mo Ye's wardrobe, clear three colors of black and white gray, otherwise there was no color clothes, which was in line with her aesthetic.

but……

The clothes are oversized.

Not suitable for her to wear.

I don't know if he had any clothes for his youth. I thought about it with eleven hardships. I turned over his wardrobe and finally found a slightly smaller white shirt and tight jeans.

Mo Bo wears jeans? It's really... Eleven stroking her forehead and looking at the clothes whose color is estimated to be a long time ago. She compares and finally realizes the difference in altitude, which is too long, and she is estimated to wear his jeans...

Forget it, it’s better than nothing.

Eleven closed the curtains, too lazy to enter the bathroom, opened the pajamas and put on a white shirt.

She looked at a sleeve with a headache and a piece of clothing. She was embarrassed and didn't look very big, but how could it be so long?

Can be used as a skirt.

Eleven rolled up her sleeves and folded them up. Suddenly she heard a noise at the door. She turned her head and saw the upright figure of Mo Bo appeared at the door.

Mo Ye was stunned for a while, but she didn't expect to go out and come back to see the beautiful scenery after a while. His beloved woman was wearing a long silky hair, and her beautiful face had a thin blush. The most pleasant surprise was that she was wearing his white shirt. The wide dress was wrapped around her, exposing two white raw legs, slender but straight, she looked very charming, she was barefoot, her toes seemed to curl up uncomfortably. The top collar of the dress is not buckled, revealing the beautiful collarbone and fair skin on the chest...

That looks **** sexy!

The nightgowns were scattered on the ground, and all this seemed so confused and charming... Mo Ye looked **** for a while, and her dark eyes suddenly dimmed, revealing a looting light.

For men, how tempting and confusing this is. At the thought of his shirt clinging to her body, Mo Ye felt a burst of blood rushing down to her body, her eyes glowing, slightly dangerous.

Eleven was stunned. She only looked at the clothes and didn't notice him approaching. Mo Ye thought she hadn't awakened and deliberately lightened her footsteps, so she wasn't surprised. Eleven blushed...

Looking down at his feet, he nervously pulled the hem of his shirt. He seemed to want to cover a few inches of skin, but forgot to put on jeans for a while...

She felt that she had to explain, "Well, I didn't mean to turn your wardrobe on purpose, because I..."

"I know!" Mo Ye's tone was a little deeper, and she approached her slowly. Eleven's face became more red. The woman who was used to the killing scene was as pure as a blank piece of paper. She couldn't see Mo Ye's eyes. The fire hidden in the middle just felt that with such a focused and enthusiastic vision, her skin had a thin layer of pimples and was very nervous.

Eleven suddenly didn't know how to explain it. He stared at him approaching, as if a little white rabbit was waiting for the wolf's ravages. The pure, but pretended cold eyes made Mo Ye feel even more moved.

Eleven's hand pulled down the dress more nervously, his toes wriggled uncomfortably, and could not help swallowing.

The heat in the air was rushing upwards, and the air-conditioning was clearly on, but Eleven felt that he was a little hotter. Is there something wrong with her wearing this? Obviously much better than that nightgown.

"My clothes, do you like me to wear your clothes, I change..."

"No!" Before she finished, Mo Ye interrupted her, and her dark eyes flicked a little different color, "I **** like it very much."

Suddenly reaching out, buckling her waist, Mo Ye fell on the closet door, pressed her against the closet, bowed her head, grabbed her lips...

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I'm the title party wow... today's title is so happy. o(n_n)o haha~