Chapter 62 White Fox Diary (2)(2/2)
Xing Yihuang's pajamas are a set of long-sleeved trousers with white background and a few petals dotted on the fabric.
The saturation of the petals is very low and not bright. Overall, it looks very similar to the style of a minor girl.
I haven't learned to dress up yet and am not interested in fashion. As long as I can see clothes well, I will definitely not wear skirts.
With an immature simple beauty.
However, Xing Yihuang had already grown up at this time and was no longer a "little girl". This pajama was a bit "old-down" when worn on her, but it was still very beautiful.
After all, no matter how ugly a clothes are, they look good as long as they are beautiful.
"I want to sleep with you tonight."
Raphael hugged the arm of the person beside him, tilted his head slightly against her shoulder.
A warm current floated into Xing Yihuang's body. Her hand holding the water cup stopped in the air, and soon put it down again.
"You have your own room."
Xing Yihuang also visited Raphael's room, just like hers, and the decoration has not changed.
Floor-to-ceiling windows, sofas, super soft beds, bookshelfs full of books, wine cabinets...
Very luxurious.
"It's too big."
Raphael hugged the girl's arm tightly and placed it on her chest and shook her body, as if she was acting coquettish.
"Sleeping alone feels empty and scared."
"When I was in Chernobyl before, why didn't I see you scared?"
The tone was casual, and it sounded like a casual question between good friends, but Raphael felt the chill.
This girl...
"You're not still angry, are you?"
Raphael leaned against Xing Yihuang, pulling the distance between the two of them.
She poked her head and stared at those eyes.
“…”
Xing Yihuang didn't say anything.
When they were in Chernobyl, the relationship between the two was not as close as they are now, and they were still very nervous due to competition.
There is a bedroom for each person, with Xing Yihuang on the left, Raphael on the right, and Valentine's in the middle.
Each bedroom has a bathroom, a bathroom and a study.
There is a lot of space.
Raphael lived there for more than a year.
Saying that being afraid of being empty is just nonsense.
"Oh, this is different."
The angel sighed, let go of Xing Yihuang's arm, and began to find a reason.
"After all, it's home. With you and small tiles, you can meet you when you go out."
"It's okay to go out in pajamas, and you're not afraid of being seen by others."
Raphael made up his nightgown.
She is different from Xing Yihuang. She has no "skirt phobia", so she can wear whatever she looks good.
This suspender nightgown is one of her favorite clothes. It is loose and comfortable, and she is not afraid of being bad at sleeping positions. The design is simple and elegant, with light blue lace paired with pure white gauze, making the beauty appear and disappear.
Lieing with Xing Yihuang, he looks like an existence in two worlds, one is an ordinary female college student and the other is a noble lady.
"It's different here. No matter how beautiful it is, it's still someone else's place, not your own."
"I always feel uncomfortable when I fall asleep."
She looked at the girl beside her.
"You can only fall asleep with familiar people."
Xing Yihuang remembered when they first came to another world.
At that time, there was not much money and life was tight, so I only bought one room in a hotel. But Raphael did not have a double room, so he opened a big room...
She said so at that time.
Later, when they were commissioned to kill monsters, they had money and bought a house, so the two lived separately, and the feeling of crowding when they slept together became a memory.
Now it's back.
"……good."
Xing Yihuang didn't say much, but just responded softly, got out of bed and walked into the bathroom.
She needs to take a shower before she can fall asleep peacefully.
Chapter completed!