He hoped that Xiaoman would always be clean and that there were many dirty people like Xu Jinghao.

He was afraid that one day he would fall on her.

"Then what are you?"

Xiaoman asked Zhou Gongyu.

He smiled and replied, "It shouldn't be very good either."

After hearing this, Xiaoman muttered in a low voice: "It's really not very good..."

When Zhou Gongyu heard this, he shook his head and sighed, pretending to be disappointed, "It's so sad. Even you don't like me..."

As soon as he finished speaking, he sneezes suddenly.

Seeing that he was dressed in thin clothes, Xiaoman was about to go to the bed to get a thick outer robe.

Zhou Gongyu suddenly remembered something, and his expression changed and he wanted to stop her.

"Xiaoman, wait, no need!"

Before Xiaoman could walk to the bed, he stopped and frowned and looked at the pink skirt on the bed.

Zhou Gongyu stood up and wanted to take it away, but Xiaoman quickly pulled out his skirt.

The peach pink skirt also has faint dark patterns on it, exquisite crabapple flower embroidery, and... a large piece of ink stain.

She had a dress that was exactly the same, which Zhou Gongyu gave to her, so naturally I remember it very clearly.

When Lijing Academy was just founded, the students couldn't control their fights and even poured ink on her favorite skirt, which was the one in her hand.

Because it was not cleaned, Zhou Gongyu asked someone to make a piece exactly the same for her.

Xiaoman said in confusion: "I thought you had thrown away a long time ago, why are you still keeping it?"

As she said that, she flipped through her skirt and suddenly caught a glimpse of the stain other than the ink ball on the peach pink fabric.

She glanced at her strangely and was about to reach out to touch her, but suddenly Zhou Gongyu grabbed her hand.

"Wait! Don't...don't touch it."

Zhou Gongyu's handsome face was dyed with a drunken crimson color at some point, gradually spreading to his ears, as red as if he was about to drip blood.

Xiaoman was stunned for a moment, and finally realized what this was, with an expression like being struck by lightning.

She opened her mouth, her pupils shrank suddenly, and her cheeks flushed in an instant. She shook her hands and threw her skirt to the ground quickly.

"..." Zhou Gongyu knew that the matter was inappropriate, so he coughed lightly to hide his embarrassment, so guilty that he dared not look at her expression.

"You're dirty!"

Xiaoman cursed in anger, not daring to look at the skirt on the ground anymore, as if the stain had stained her eyes, and she would be blind if she looked at it again.

Zhou Gongyu was also embarrassed and reluctantly defended himself: "I'm also helpless..."

“Dirty!”

"Last night was an exception, I wouldn't have been like this in the past."

"You are shameless!"
Chapter completed!