"I just wanted to help you clean up your room, but I didn't expect to take these out of your suitcase by accident..." Looking at Luo Xiwei's embarrassed and shy face, park Min Ho tried to explain, "I didn't mean to. Don't believe you look at your room, I will help you set up the dresser, and after that I will help you with your clothes. But I didn't expect to touch your personal clothes all at once. "

"You say it!" Luo Xiwei's face was flushed. This is the first time that she let the opposite sex see such a close fitting object, with mixed feelings in her heart. She looked at her room subconsciously. Sure enough, on the pure white dressing table, all the cosmetics are put neatly, even better than the girls. It seems that he is not slack in the work of tidying up the dresser.

Park Min Ho spread out his hands and made a helpless gesture, which made Luo Xiwei feel that he was really innocent.

"Are you really helping me organize, not a fetish?" Asked Luo Xiwei.

"Of course." Park Min Ho slowly and step by step approached Luo Xiwei until he was close enough to see Luo Xiwei's whole face. "To love is to love women themselves, not women's clothes."