Just when Ye Cheng didn't know that Qiao Rubing was pounding something again, a group of small things came flying towards him from the wardrobe, impartially falling on Ye Cheng's head.

"Change clothes? Change underwear? Wouldn't you change in front of yourself? Ye Cheng's doubtful guess carefully picked up the group of small things hit his face, followed by a black, and a group of small things do not know what hit his face, just covered his two eyes...

Ye Cheng felt depressed. If he wasn't sure that Qiao Rubing didn't know that he was in her bed, he thought that the woman would be deliberately, first of all, her...