The first ray of sunlight in the morning shines in the bedroom.

The sheets and bedding were messy, pajamas were thrown on both sides of the bed, and the bedside table was off the wall and placed crookedly between the bed and the wardrobe.

You can see what a brutal battle we went through last night!

Lin Yimao woke up from a slightly damp bed.

Smelling the lingering fragrance, looking at the messy room.

Those who didn't know thought they were playing with water in the room last night...

After rubbing Xiao Yimao, who had done a great job last night, Lin Yimao slowly sat up from the bed. His bare buttocks were a little cold, as if he were sitting on a cloth soaked in water. It was very uncomfortable.

The woman in his arms had long since disappeared. Lin Yi sighed softly and murmured melancholy: "It's like this again..."

"Can't you stay with me once and clean up?!"

Thinking about it, I found my crumpled underwear from the bedside, and then threw the wet underwear into the trash can under the desk with disgust.

We had so much fun last night!

Lin Yimao's mind was filled with someone's dissatisfaction and his own hard work.

He took out a set of one-piece pajamas from the closet, hung them up for himself, and then walked straight to the bathroom.

I took the time to look at the door, and sure enough, a pair of women's shoes was missing. But there was another pair of high heels.

"Fuck..." Lin Yimao slapped his head.

I got a little carried away last night and forgot that Claire was sleeping in another bedroom...

The soundproofing effect of this dormitory is very good from the outside, but a little worse from the inside.

If I remember correctly, Li Juli's voice became hoarse last night...

…

After cleaning, Lin Yimao returned to his bedroom, took off the sheets, quilts and pillowcases, and then took them out.

However, the door of a bedroom not far next door opened at the same time, and Claire, wearing pajamas with dark circles under his eyes and messy red hair, stood at the door of the bedroom holding a mess of sheets and underwear.

Looking at him blankly.

???

The two of them were less than ten meters apart, and the atmosphere between them was quite awkward.

After a brief look at each other, Claire turned around and shut himself back into the bedroom.

Lin Yimao:......

He shamelessly threw a bunch of things into the washing machine, then returned to his bedroom with a mop and rag...

…

After a while, Lin Yimao dried the washed sheets, bedding and other items. After thinking about it, he went to the door of Claire's bedroom and listened to the sounds inside. It was quiet.

"Claire?" He knocked on the door, coughed slightly and said, "I've finished washing, you can go and wash."

"bump!"

He quickly received a response from inside. He didn't know what hit the door, which made Lin Yi tremble in fright.

I was really afraid that this American girl would take out a semi-automatic from somewhere and give it to me.

…

…

One p.m.

Lin Yimao was sitting on the sofa, facing the TV. The latest issue of "Invincible Youth" was playing on the TV, which happened to be the issue of the trip to Japan that he and Sunny participated in.

Most of the shots in this issue were on him, but his eyes were distracted and he didn't pay attention to it at all.

I was listened to all night last night about Fengyue, and I also encountered such an embarrassing scene this morning.

The quilt lining in Claire's hand made Lin Yimao think it was hard not to think that it was the result of Claire's "craftsmanship".

They say women are made of water.

I can be considered "well-informed", but the ones who can really flood the world are Claire and Li Juli.

"lin."

Claire stepped on Lin Yimao's slippers and walked to the sofa nearby to sit down, then bent her legs and put her feet on the sofa.

be terribly upset.

I should have avoided him to avoid embarrassment.

But I don’t know what to do here?

Are you going to call for punishment for what happened last night?

Or talk to him about work matters?

I couldn't control my body and came over inexplicably.

Lin Yimao looked over.

I have to say that this woman has the tall frame of European and American women, and her feet are still very beautiful. Her feet are not big, white and tender, and her toes are also very well-proportioned, plus she has bright red manicure...

Lin Yimao did something that made him want to slap himself.

"Gudu..."

Claire:???

This behavior of swallowing saliva is definitely a pervert in her eyes!

When did he get this hobby?

He carefully retracted his feet, and the retracting movement squeezed the buttocks, making Lin Yimao's eyes widen!

The slightly aggressive look in his eyes made Claire forget what he had planned to say...

Fortunately, the man pulled back from the brink in time.

He withdrew his gaze.

He picked up the cup on the coffee table and took a sip of water. He calmed down and moistened his dry throat: "What's the matter?"

What's up?

You made such a loud noise last night that I couldn't sleep all night, so you ended up using your hands...

Gan!

She was complaining wildly in her heart, and her mind was confused for a long time before she randomly found a topic.

"What are you going to do next?"

Lin Yi was stunned.

"What do you mean?"

"Let's talk about it. Everything at work is arranged by you."

"I just decide whether to do it or not..."

Claire:…

What you say is... so shameless.

But such a shameless man is inexplicably attractive.

"Well, if you have nothing to do for the time being, you should also maintain some simple activities."

"Simple activity?"

"You don't want your fans to only know your songs but not who you are, right?"

"Do you understand that if a singer is not popular in the entertainment industry, it is equivalent to being on the street?"

Lin Yimao shrugged, unable to comment.

"All right."

"But before the danger is completely eliminated..." Claire said, his attention slightly attracted by the TV content.

Suddenly thinking of something, Claire pressed forward, and the two big cakes were further squeezed.

"Do you know about webcasting?"

"ah?"

Lin Yimao was confused again.

He had never heard of this term.

"It's similar to live TV, allowing you to meet your fans in real time through one-way modern online video."

"Wait...speak slowly, I'm a little confused..."
To be continued...