Sweetheart: Imperial school grass, please stop!

Chapter 36 Aunt's mouth is easy to leak

Ali looked at Gu Qianyi and An Zihao who seemed to be throwing a temper tantrum, and couldn't bear to say: "Young master, young madam, the master will be back soon. You just went to the hospital, take a shower and change clothes and come down."

An Zihao nodded repeatedly, and then sat up on the big round bed: "Okay, it happens that there is blood on the skirt and I feel uncomfortable."

Gu Qianyi couldn't help but think about the picture of An Zihao taking a shower and immediately shook her head. She quickly pressed his shoulders, pressed him back on the big round bed, and sat up.

"No, no, he, he can't wash." Gu Qianyi waved at Ali repeatedly.

Ali was stunned: "Master, why?"

Gu Qianyi hesitated and said, "Because, because I don't have women's clothes for him to change."

Hearing Gu Qianyi's words, Ali laughed immediately: "Don't worry, young master, the master has already asked the servant to buy a wardrobe of women's clothing."

The corner of An Zihao's mouth raised a triumphant smile, and he coughed dryly, "Ali, where are the clothes?"

"Young madam, your clothes are in the young master's closet." Ali smiled and looked at An Zihao, then nodded.

Looking at An Zihao who was walking towards the closet, Gu Qianyi quickly walked up to him and put his back against the closet: "No, you can't take a shower!"

"Why?" An Zihao raised his eyebrows, and looked at Gu Qianyi with his arms folded.

"Because... because you can't wash it. This is the rule. It's the first time you come to this kind of thing, and you must not understand it." Gu Qianyi nodded seriously.

A smile flashed across An Zihao's deep eyes: "Then let me ask you a question. Do you need to wipe your pp when you go to the bathroom to use your big one?"

"Nonsense, definitely." Gu Qianyi took the words instinctively.

An Zihao nodded slowly, and then pointed between his legs: "Yes, it's the same concept. So, if you stop me, then next time I go to the bathroom, I won't wipe my pp."

Seeing the gleam in An Zihao's eyes, Gu Qianyi gritted his teeth. This poisonous tongue guy threatened her with her body again!
Ali blinked his eyes in confusion, then shook his head, why couldn't he keep up with the brain circuits of the young master and young lady?

An Zihao pushed away Gu Qianyi who was leaning against the closet, opened the closet straight away, and nodded when he saw the dresses full of famous brands.

Finally, he won't feel uncomfortable because of the idiot's cheap clothes, but... How can he, a real iron-blooded man, wear this short skirt full of closets? !

An Zihao closed the closet heavily with a cold face: "How do I wear this closet full of short skirts?"

"Young Madam, you, don't you wear a skirt?" Ali didn't know why, but when he saw the expression on An Zihao's face that resembled that of the Young Master, he felt a little guilty.

An Zihao looked at Ali with displeasure on his face: "Will you not be able to tell if I'm wearing a skirt or not?"

Ali glanced at An Zihao who was wearing a skirt right now, and couldn't help being stunned: "But, young lady, you are wearing a skirt now."

"..."

After An Zihao coughed twice in embarrassment, he said quietly again: "No above the knee."

Gu Qianyi hurriedly stood in front of An Zihao, and said with a serious face: "Ali, prepare more sportswear, the pants should be dark-colored, and then go out and buy some extended aunt's towels for night use. Auntie is the easiest to miss."

Ali looked at Gu Qianyi with an expression of seeing a ghost, and couldn't help muttering: "When did the young master understand so many women's issues?"

(End of this chapter)