Rong Qingqing looked at him suspiciously and reached out to take it.

"It's all wet, how can I wear it?" She said in annoyance as she looked at the wet skirt in her hands.

"Give it to me." Xie Jingrun glanced at her, took the dress from her hand, and turned to the pool.

Rong Qingqing subconsciously wanted to follow, but thought that she had not had enough time to sink her body.

Soon, Xie Jingrun set up a fire on the shore.

The bright red flames illuminate the surroundings of the pool as bright as day.

Rong Qingqing climbed on the edge of the pond and looked at it. Then she saw Xie Jingrun sitting in front of the fire, taking a branch, and hanging her dress on it to burn the fire.

The fire leaped on the man's handsome face, as if it had dispelled the coldness of his body, and replaced it with a rare gentleness.

I don’t know if she was dazzled, but she actually saw a faint and charming smile on his lips.

Rong Qingqing was stunned for a moment, a little unbelievable.

Xie Jingrun, this stinky guy, actually had a moment of laughter so much.

At this moment, Xie Jingrun suddenly raised his eyes and looked up.

Her heart was shocked and she immediately sank herself into the water.

Xie Jingrun's eyes fell into the pool water, and only saw her exposed head.

He paused, reached out and turned the dress on the stick around and continued to roast the fire.

Rong Qingqing leaned against the wall of the pool and did not dare to peek again.

She slapped the water surface boredly. After a while, she was about to fall asleep. Then she turned around and said, "Xie Jingrun, have my clothes ready..." The voice stopped abruptly.

She stared at the scene in front of her with her eyes wide open.

Xie Jingrun, who was originally sitting in front of the fire, had stood up at some point, revealing his strong and thin upper body, holding a wet shirt in his hand, and was twisting water.

Rong Qingqing stared at his figure with a wrong eye.

Xie Jingrun, the big devil, has a really good figure. Is this the legendary thing about dressing and looking slimming and taking off clothes?

Rong Qingqing admitted that she was amazed.

Xie Jingrun's figure was already tall and tall. After taking off his clothes, his sturdy and thin figure was revealed.

Rong Qingqing grabbed the water plants beside the pond, her heart was beating rapidly, and her beautiful eyes looked at him in a daze.

Xie Jingrun noticed the peeping from a woman, and stopped twisting her clothes. Her handsome face turned hot and red at a speed that was accessible to the naked eye.

This woman...don't she know how to restrain herself?

After a while, he coughed and said uncomfortably, "Have you seen enough?"

Rong Qingqing finally came back to her senses, her eyes lingered on his figure for a while, and suddenly blurted out: "Xie Jingrun, can I keep you, okay?"

Xie Jingrun: “…”

Although he had never heard of the term "maintainment", he thought it should have the same meaning as captive.

After reacting, he narrowed his eyes slightly, "What do you mean?"

Looking at the man's dangerous and intimidating eyes, Rong Qingqing swallowed, thinking that she would rather not seek death, so she quickly shook her head, "It's nothing."

Xie Jingrun sneered, "Bad bag!"

Rong Qingqing paused, pouted her lips, and looked at the man's handsome face under the firelight, and was very dissatisfied, but when he thought of the other party's methods, he still endured it for a moment.

"Please hand me my clothes." She stretched out her arm and said angrily.

Xie Jingrun's eyes fell on her fair and slender arms, and her eyes were dim, and then she was a little angry.

Don’t this stinky girl know how to guard?

How could he know that Rong Qingqing, who is used to showing her arms and legs in modern times, would not care about such details at all.
Chapter completed!