After changing, she started to feel embarrassed. The nightdress’s style wasn’t a problem at all—just a simple round-neck short-sleeved nightdress, very conservative, without any exposing areas.
But!
It’s still just a dress, you know!
No matter how long it is, it only just reaches the knee!
Isn’t it an awkward thing to wear a dress and sleep next to a man? Doesn’t it feel oddly unsafe?
Nangong Ran deeply thought she should be wearing pants instead. However, her pants were very thick, and if she wore them and then covered herself with a quilt, she’d definitely feel like she’d die from the heat!
That isn’t logical, so she decisively gave up, thought for a mont, and simply burrowed into the blanket, wrapping herself up. Yep, this felt like just the right temperature.
Finally, she loudly said, "I’m done changing, you can co out now."
"Got it," Di Mingchen responded from inside the bathroom, but he felt a bit awkward staring at the clothes he was wearing.
The style of these clothes was just ridiculous: a white, pure cotton t-shirt, quite form-fitting. The key point was that it had a ridiculous V-neck, with half of his chest exposed.
However, Di Mingchen had an excellent physique, strong and muscular, anything but frail, truly solid, yet he was tall and quite slender.
But this fitted clothing left his muscles completely exposed. Having never worn sothing like this, he felt a bit unaccustod to it.
Wanting to put on his own military uniform again, but knowing the winter uniform was thickly padded inside, he had to admit it was really hot to wear.
After contemplating for a while, Di Mingchen finally dismissed the idea of wearing his own clothes, thinking that for sleeping, who wouldn’t want to be a bit more comfortable?
Nangong Ran was almost asleep by the ti Di Mingchen finally erged.
At the mont she saw him, the drowsy Nangong Ran was so startled that she imdiately woke up, instantly left dumbfounded.
Wow, brother’s physique is out of this world!
She couldn’t describe it because there were simply no words to describe it. If she had to, she could only say Di Mingchen’s body was simply amazing!
Comparable to any internationally renowned male model.
No, it should be said that his physique surpassed any top male model out there, better built and more sensual.
The sense of strength exuding from the bulging muscles was incredibly strong, yet not repulsive, clearly the result of long-term rigorous training.
Moreover, the aura he carried was sothing those male models absolutely couldn’t possess, a presence accumulated over countless days and nights.
Adding to that, his features were inherently handso, with a tinge of rugged elegance.
Truly sharp brows and bright eyes!
She dared to say that if Di Mingchen beca a male model, he’d definitely be top-tier!
She had never seen Di Mingchen dressed like this before and suddenly felt that wearing a military uniform every day was such a waste!
Emma, Nangong Ran almost drooled instantly, so handso, really handso, the kind of handso that makes you unable to close your legs.
He was different from Di Mingjue’s cold arrogance, different from Nangong Jin’s enchanting beauty, and unlike Di Mingzhe’s otherworldly allure.
Instead, he exuded a kind of upright and honest deanor, a very righteous type of handsoness, with absolutely no flaw to pick at.
Seeing Nangong Ran staring at him dumbfounded, Di Mingchen cast his eyes down to look at the shirt collar, instantly feeling a bit embarrassed, and asked, "Do I look strange wearing this?"
Nangong Ran was taken aback, then shook her head decisively, "No, no, brother, you’re so handso! Do you even know that you’re almost impossibly handso?!"
"Am I really that exaggerated?" Di Mingchen couldn’t help but laugh.
"Not exaggerated at all!" Nangong Ran pledged solemnly, almost on the verge of tears, wanting to say, "If you weren’t my best friend, if we weren’t acquaintances, I’d irresponsibly pounce on you first before anything else!
With such beauty before , being able to look but not touch, how is one supposed to live!!!
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