After the breakup, I was taken in by a group of trendy young women.

When Bai Xiaojing came out of the bathroom, several girls in the living room looked up at the same time.

She changed into a white slip dress.

The skirt was much shorter than the previous one, barely reaching the upper thigh, and the neckline wasn't low.

A pair of long, white, and straight legs were displayed without reservation under the light, their lines smooth and flowing.

She stood barefoot at the bathroom door.

The scent of floral water mixed with the warmth emanating from her body was strangely pleasant.

"Holy crap!" The tattooed man was the first to exclaim.

She nearly dropped the cigarette she was holding in her mouth, frantically catching it as the ash landed on the koi fish tattoo on her arm, but she didn't even bother to take a picture.

"Yellow Hair,"

Flower Legs knelt up from the yoga mat, holding a bottle of body lotion in mid-air. His eyes swept over the blond-haired man from top to bottom, then from bottom to top. "You son of a bitch!"

"That's so sexy."

The tattooed man took over the conversation, speaking two words clearly and distinctly.

The green-haired and pink-haired people simultaneously let out a drawn-out "Wow".

With bangs, she was holding a cat with her mouth agape in an "O" shape. She didn't even react when the cat jumped off her lap.

Shen Qing sat in the corner, glanced up, then quickly lowered her head again, her ears turning red at a visible speed.

"What are you saying!"

Bai Xiaojing stood at the bathroom door, instinctively reaching for her skirt with one hand. But the skirt was too short; for every inch she pulled down, the hem would slide down an inch. She quickly tried to pull it up, her frantic movements making the tattooed man laugh.

"Stop pulling! Stop pulling!"

The tattooed man held the cigarette between his fingers, leaned back on the sofa, and flicked his tongue in his mouth.

"Pull it down and it falls down, pull it up and it falls down, is this skirt rented?"

"no!"

Bai Xiaojing's face flushed red. "I just wanted to try it on. I bought it a long time ago but haven't worn it!"

"You call this a skirt?"

Hua Tui slammed the body lotion bottle onto the yoga mat, stood up, and walked over to Bai Xiaojing.

"At this length, what's the difference between wearing nothing at all?"

"You bastard with those flowery legs!"

"I'm telling the truth."

The woman with the floral dress stopped beside Lin Ye and patted him on the shoulder. "Brother, don't you think? Isn't this dress a bit too revealing?"

Lin Ye sat on the sofa, his hands in the pockets of his athletic shorts, his fingertips unconsciously tightening on the side of his thigh.

He looked at Bai Xiaojing standing at the bathroom door. Her legs were white and straight, her ankles were so thin that he could grasp them with one hand, her kneecaps were slightly pink, and her thighs were flawless under the white light of the energy-saving lamp. The hem of her skirt stopped at just the right position, neither too much nor too little.

White slip dress.

It just reached the top of my thigh.

The scent of floral water.

And there was her face, flushed red from the hot water, and her deep brown eyes, wide open from being teased by her sisters.

"It looks pretty good," he said.

Bai Xiaojing's cheeks flushed.

"Tsk,"

The tattooed man stubbed out his cigarette in an empty can on the windowsill, glancing at Bai Xiaojing and then at Lin Ye.

"It's over, it's over, blondie, you're finished."

"What's over?"

"Look at your face, it's as red as a monkey's bottom. All I said was 'It looks pretty good,' is it really that serious?"

"It's hot!"

"Yes, it's hot."

Huatui chimed in from the side, laughing as she rubbed body lotion onto her elbows.

"It was so hot in the bathroom, I was in a steam room for half an hour before I came out, of course it was hot, it has nothing to do with me."

The green-haired and pink-haired girls were already rolling around laughing together.

Qi Liuhai picked up the cat and hugged it again.

Shen Qing turned her backpack over and continued to pretend to rummage through it, but her lips were clearly twitching.

"That's enough!"

Bai Xiaojing stomped her foot, and her bare soles made a crisp thud on the floor.

Then she did something that surprised everyone.

She didn't dodge.

I didn't even go to change my clothes.

She walked directly to the sofa and sat down next to Lin Ye.

Legs pressed together, that white and straight leg was bent and curled up on the sofa, the knee just touching the outside of his thigh.

"elder brother,"

She turned her head, looking up at him. "Is this position right?"

The tattooed arm sprang up from the sofa.

"Fuck you! You blondie!"

"What's wrong with me?"

Bai Xiaojing didn't turn around; her eyes were still on Lin Ye. "I was just asking if this sitting posture is comfortable, brother. What are you thinking?"

"You call that sitting posture?"

The woman with the flowery legs was clutching a bottle of body lotion in her hand.

"Your leg is practically draped over my body!"

"Missed the ride."

Bai Xiaojing said matter-of-factly, "It's only half a centimeter off, look."

She actually used her fingers to indicate it.

This action only brought the two people closer together.

Lin Ye could feel the warmth of the edge of her kneecap.

"Yellow Hair,"

The tattooed woman lit another cigarette, took a drag, and exhaled. The smoke drifted past her tongue piercing.

"Seriously, dressed like that, you're asking me, 'Is this pose right?' What are you trying to do?"

"That's me!"

"You just want our brother to suffer," Flower Leg said on her behalf.

Green Hair and Pink Hair were laughing so hard they were practically sprawled on the coffee table.

Qi Liuhai covered the cat's eyes, and her own face turned red.

Shen Qing unzipped and zipped up her backpack repeatedly, the sound of the zipper clearly audible in the now quiet living room.

Bai Xiaojing's face was already as red as it could possibly be.

"I!"

"Alright, alright."

Lin Ye reached out and patted the top of her head, his palm covering her fluffy blond hair.

Don't listen to them.

Bai Xiaojing patted him twice, and her dangling leg stopped moving. Her breath stopped for a beat, and she even forgot to blink.

Then she turned her face away, rested her chin on her knees, buried half her face in her arms, leaving only her eyes and forehead exposed.

"elder brother."

Her voice was muffled and unclear, muffled by the sound of her arm.

"what?"

"Tap it twice more."

The tattooed man stubbed out his cigarette, stood up, and walked towards the balcony, shouting as he went, "I can't take it anymore! Flower Leg, get me a bottle of water, I need to calm down."

Hua Tui handed her a bottle of mineral water, then stood at the balcony doorway, arms crossed, looking at Bai Xiaojing and Lin Ye on the sofa, shaking his head repeatedly, unable to suppress the smile on his lips.

"Sisters, you should all learn from this."

She turned to the green-haired and pink-haired girls and said, "That's a real expert."

"What kind of expert?" Green Hair asked.

"She flirts with me and makes me feel like I'm the one who's getting the short end of the stick."