Xi Muhan rubbed Yu Qiqi's hair, put her thin lips on her cheek, and asked in a low voice, "you change your clothes in the bedroom, and I'll go down to cook for you, eh?"

"Good."

Yu Qiqi came down from Xi Muhan and went to the cloakroom with the clothes bag.

Seeing Yu Qiqi enter the cloakroom, Xi Muhan turns around and leaves the room.

Yu Qiqi put the bag of clothes on the stool and looked at the cloakroom.

Xi Muhan's cloakroom is very large, with clothes and accessories open.

Almost all the clothes are black, white and gray, especially white shirts and black trousers. Black shoes are all over the shoe cabinet.

Turning around in the cloakroom, Yu Qiqi finds that Xi Muhan chooses simple, low-key and luxurious styles for accessories and clothes.

This kind of clothes on him is simple and expensive, low-key and cold.

I really hope that one day, her clothes and Xi Muhan's clothes can be placed in this cloakroom.

Yu Qiqi smirked, picked up the bag Xi Muhan gave her and took out the clothes inside.

There are a set of clothes for going out and a set of pink coral velvet nightdress, and two sets of lace underwear in the deepest part of the bag.

A set of white, a set of pink, girl heart burst, all she likes.

Yu Qiqi's face is red. After a long time of psychological construction, he reaches out and compares his underwear to his body.

Because I don't know the size, these two sets of underwear have no steel ring, which is suitable for small breasted girls.

It's comfortable to wear.

When she changed her clothes and came out of the cloakroom, Xi Muhan had not come back.

Yu Qiqi pulls out a magazine from the tea table.

It seems that the magazines of Xi Mu Han's family are all about finance and technology. Yu Qiqi can't understand the technical terms above, so he just put them aside.

Mobile phone is not around, no entertainment tools, Yu Qiqi suddenly want to go to the toilet.

She took a look at the door of the bathroom, a trace of retreat flashed in her beautiful big eyes.

Yes, the bathroom left a psychological shadow for Yu Qiqi. She did not dare to go to the toilet alone.

She was afraid that as soon as she entered the bathroom, the scene of that day would come to her mind.

The more scared you are, the more you want to go to the toilet.

Swallowing a few mouthfuls of saliva, Yu Qiqi finally summoned up the courage to go to the toilet.

It's impossible for her not to go to the toilet all her life. She must overcome the fear of going to the toilet.

Standing at the door of the toilet, Yu Qiqi took a deep breath and breathed in his heart. Then he trembled and dropped his hand on the handle of the toilet door.

Slowly push open the door of the toilet, when she saw the toilet furnishings, her head seemed to be hit hard by a stew hammer, her body swayed twice, and the scene of that day gradually came to mind.

She is pressed on the floor by Ouyang HaoChen, kisses her neck and tears her clothes

"No... no... no more..."

Don't make her feel dirty any more.

"Ouyang HaoChen, don't... Wuwu... Let me go..."

Yu Qiqi holds her painful head and squats on the ground in pain. Her ruddy little face suddenly turns pale. She bites the trembling lip tightly.

"Brother Han..."

Thinking of Xi Muhan, Yu Qiqi wiped the tears on his face and slowly stood up to escape.