However, at this moment, Night Timekeeper's face became cold again, and his eyes were once again infected with a dangerous aura.
Wen Ruoqing secretly breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that she had slept with him so many times. What was the point of being coquettish? Wasn't it just a pair of pajamas? It wouldn't be less than a piece of meat.
Although Wen Ruoqing thought so, she couldn't help but feel depressed in her heart. When she went into the bathroom to open the pajamas, her eyeballs almost fell out. This one was more excessive than the one in the morning.
Shit, were these clothes? How poor were they? Couldn't they use more cloth?
She had already been mentally prepared, but when she saw the appearance of this pajama, she wanted to go back on her words.
Did he want her to wear such a tattered dress for the Night Timekeeper to take a look at?
If that wolf didn't torment her to death tonight, it wouldn't be the Night Timekeeper.