This was not Zheng Lun's style!
She roamed around at home in her PJs and most of them were pure cotton, short-sleeved gowns with Cartoon figures. They covered her shoulders and the hems were always below the knees, totally conventional.
But right now, she was full of temptation, combination of charm and innocence, totally irresistible.
Zheng Jing felt that he would surely have a nose bleed. He would probably have done something improper right now had he not been strictly trained at the military school for four years!
Zheng Lun was feeling embarrassed.
She didn't know that Zhao Anan had given her such kind of a night wear. It was not much different from not wearing anything. Was Zhao Anan trying to kill her?
Twisting her fingers in agitation, she bit her lip and explained to Zheng Jing anxiously, "Brother, I didn't mean… to be dressed like this! These are Anan's clothes, she… I will… go and ask for another one from her!"
