Recalling the days since Zhan Haoyu lived in Jiangcheng, he brought her too many joys, sorrows, sorrows and joys, which caused waves in her peaceful life, but also enriched her life.

When he was angry, he was really mad at him.

When you laugh, you are really happy.

One thing, she was sure of.

Zhan Haoyu's feelings for her have changed obviously from just following his grandma's arrangement to approach her to really liking her.

After sitting for a while, Qiao Han got up, walked out of the desk, and walked to the lounge.

Zhan Haoyu has already changed into his casual clothes, but he has no shoes, and his leather shoes are in the car.

Looking at the pair of high heels, Zhan Haoyu bent down and lifted them up, wanting to throw them into the trash can.

"What are you throwing it for? Keep it. These are the high-heeled shoes worn by the Third Young Master Zhan."

Qiao Han came with a teasing voice.

Zhan Haoyu looked over and found that she was leaning against the door, with her hands in her trouser pockets, looking at him with a half-smile.

"Don't throw away this dress, keep it all. Oh, it's a pity, I didn't take a picture of you wearing women's clothing and long hair just now."

Qiao Han looked shocked.

She walked in, walked in front of Zhan Haoyu, pulled out her hands in her trouser pockets, and helped Zhan Haoyu tidy up his clothes.

"You, it's better to wear men's clothing."

"handsome."

"Yes, handsome, you have a good figure, like a male model, you look handsome in any clothes."

Zhan Haoyu caught her hands helping him tidy up his clothes, his black eyes locked her handsome features, and said in a low voice: "Do you want to take a picture? I can change into women's clothes again, put on a wig, put on high heels, and give me You take pictures, you can take as many pictures as you want."

"Let's forget it. Although you have a handsome face, it's really not like you are pretending to be a woman."

Qiao Han withdrew his hand, and patted Zhan Haoyu's flat chest wantonly, teasing: "It doesn't look like this at all."

Zhan Haoyu: "..."

He thought about dressing up a little more, but finally gave up.

Well, even though he is extremely thick-skinned, he still feels a little ashamed.

Qiao Han bent down, picked up the wig he put there from the bed, looked at it for a while, and then put it on her head.

Picking up the long skirt again, under Zhan Haoyu's surprised eyes, she walked into the bathroom as if nothing had happened.

Soon, she came out of it.

She just took off her suit and put on a long skirt.

She didn't take off those fake abs.

That's it, Zhan Haoyu also looked straight at it.

He knew she was beautiful, he knew how handsome she was as a man. JrNovels.com