Ye Siming pondered for a moment and started to take off his outer robe. "You can wear mine first."
Gu Nuo'er wrapped herself in the blanket and blinked her black eyes. "Then what would Elder Brother Siming wear?"
"I won't wear anything."
Just as Ye Siming was only left with a thin white undershirt, Madam Bai finally rushed in with a bowl of hangover soup.
She saw that Ye Siming was taking off his clothes with one hand.
Meanwhile, Gu Nuo'er, who was on the bed opposite, widened her curious eyes and her face turned red as if it had been washed by rouge.
This strange scene stunned Madam Bai.
She quickly stepped forward. "Siming, what are you doing?"
Ye Siming replied calmly, "Her clothes are drenched. I'm letting her wear mine first."
Madam Bai almost fainted.
This child! Did he think that their family was so poor that they had to take turns wearing clothes?!