Leng Xiaoxie suddenly felt his mouth was a bit dry, and a bit restless in his heart.
At this moment, Memoria had already helped him straighten his collar, stepped back, and prepared to leave again.
Leng Xiaoxie glanced at her back and his brow twitched.
"Pants."
She helped him with his shirt and buttoned him up, does this guy still want her to help him put on his pants?
Memoria turned her face, biting her teeth, looking at Leng Xiaoxie standing by the bed.
Anger filled her chest, her voice suddenly heightened.
"Leng Xiaoxie, are you being unreasonable!"
Unreasonable?
An unusual look flashed through Leng Xiaoxie's eyes. Realizing she misunderstood, a trace of helplessness appeared in his eyes.
In this girl's eyes, is he that much of a rogue?
"I mean, your pants!"
Her pants?
Memoria lowered her face, glancing at her own pants, camo training wear, with mud spots on the leg, nothing seemed amiss.
No, wait!
