Sweetheart: Imperial school grass, please stop!

Chapter 20 This idiot is so pretty

An Zihao scratched his bangs, Leng Jun's sword eyebrows furrowed, crazy, I'm actually worried about that idiot.

He slowly raised his arms to cover his eyes, but couldn't fall asleep no matter what.

As night fell, the two people in the two places had their own thoughts, but they couldn't fall asleep during the long night.

Early the next morning, Gu Qianyi woke up faintly. She wiped her sleepy eyes and slowly woke up from a luxurious round bed.It can't be...kidnapping, right? !
She stared blankly at this strange room, then shook her head, and fell down on the big round bed again. Her brows were slightly wrinkled, and then she closed her eyes tightly: "I'm still dreaming, I'm still dreaming." .”

Gu Qianyi sat up again, looking at the extremely luxurious room and finally resigned to her fate, she slowly got up and looked at the 1.5-meter-high floor-to-ceiling mirror in front of her, and couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. The one in the mirror was An Zihao's appearance.

She slowly moved to a super tall and large luxurious wooden wardrobe, and as soon as she opened it, she was amazed by the dazzling array of clothes inside.She could see that every piece of clothing in the closet was extremely expensive, and she looked at the clothes in the closet with some difficulty: "Which one should I wear?"

Gu Qianyi scratched her head, and finally randomly took a white shirt, a dark blue sports jacket and sweatpants.

She quickly changed her shirt, and when she was putting on her pants, she inexplicably thought of the picture she had accidentally seen before, and a blush quickly flashed across her face.

She quickly put on her pants and walked out of the room.

"Young Master, Master invited you over." A servant watched Gu Qianyi walk out with a forbearable smile on his face.

Gu Qianyi didn't understand the smile on the servant's face, nodded slightly and followed behind her.

On the other side, An Zihao suddenly sat up on the hard wooden bed. He felt like his body was about to fall apart. Where's his big round bed?
He looked at the dilapidated decoration, and was slightly taken aback by the small dilapidated house with only 60 square meters. Did they switch bodies again?Then what happened last night?Is it a dream?In fact, they never changed back?
He nodded slowly, and raised his eyebrows slightly. Maybe, with his help, this idiot can really stand out from Wangzai's small steamed bun and become a big steamed bun.

When An Zihao came up, he saw a small black hoodie and a dark gray coat beside the bed.He quickly took off the clothes on his body, and worked hard on the buttons of the veil for a long time before Jiadu Niang finally put the hood on.

He threw the dark gray coat that Gu Qianyi had chosen into the closet, and took out an army green coat.A dark gray sweater paired with a dark brown plaid skirt and an army green jacket makes the whole person reveal a literary atmosphere.

An Zihao casually picked up the black frame on the table, and put it on his face handsomely, giving the impression that he was wearing sunglasses at this time.

With the addition of black frames, his whole temperament changed. An Zihao searched all of Gu Qianyi's shoes, and finally picked out a pair of small white shoes.

He sat down at the table unhurriedly, looked at a small palm-sized mirror on the table, picked up the small comb next to it, and gently combed the jet-black straight hair on the top of his head.

The thick bangs were lifted up by An Zihao, looking at Gu Qianyi in the mirror with exquisite facial features, she couldn't help being stunned. In fact, this idiot is quite good-looking.

(End of this chapter)