Chapter 1920 — Youpan Hu's Plans
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"A drainage ditch, was it? That's still pretty wild!" Bai Weituo said.
From the look on his face, Wei Zhao knew that no explanation would do any good now. He said nothing more, vaulted straight down from the roof, and turned toward the drainage ditch behind the row of houses.
By then Wang Xinyan had finished dressing, though her face was still flushed—and when she saw Wei Zhao come back carrying her bra, she ducked her head in fresh embarrassment.
She had told herself that what had happened was only a misunderstanding, nothing to fuss over, and so she had dressed and stood waiting for him. But now that Wei Zhao had actually returned, she found herself embarrassed all over again.
"Here..." Wei Zhao handed the bra to Wang Xinyan.
"I... I don't want it... it's yours now." Wang Xinyan had been embarrassed to begin with; seeing Wei Zhao return the bra made her more embarrassed still. The truth was that she did not want it back out of sheer shyness, and the words "it's yours now" had simply slipped out—but the moment she said them, she regretted it!
What was a girl doing, giving a boy a bra she had worn? Wasn't that a bit too intimate?
"Huh?" Wei Zhao held the bra and for a moment could not speak. She was giving it to him? What was that supposed to mean?
Wei Zhao rubbed his nose and looked at the bra in his hand, unsure what to do with it. He told himself he was no underwear thief, no crazed collector of lingerie—but the scent on the bra really was pleasant. So he hesitated: should he keep it?
"N-nothing..." Seeing Wei Zhao turn her bra over this way and that, Wang Xinyan grew mortified beyond bearing. She snatched it back in one motion and stuffed it into her pocket.
"Uh... weren't you giving it to me?" Wei Zhao, his prize suddenly snatched from his hand, was briefly stunned.
Wang Xinyan stamped her foot in fury. She would have loved to clamp a hand over Wei Zhao's mouth—had it not been her own bra in her hand, she might well have stuffed it into his mouth! Would it kill you to say a few words less?
"I... I've changed my mind!" Wang Xinyan had no choice but to say, though the whole business between them was far too suggestive for comfort.
Wei Zhao scratched his head and said with a wry smile, "If you're not giving it, then you're not giving it..."
"Let's go!" Wang Xinyan gathered up the clothes she had taken off and made to walk on ahead.
"Wait..." Wei Zhao called her back in a hurry.
"What is it?" Wang Xinyan turned around, wondering whether Wei Zhao really did want her bra after all. If he insisted on having it, should she give it to him or not?
"I haven't changed clothes yet. Everyone else is done—if I go back to change now, won't that be like putting on a monkey show?" Wei Zhao said, gesturing at his own clothes.
"Oh..." Wang Xinyan breathed a sigh of relief, a little sorry for having misjudged him. Of course—how could he possibly be that sort of lecher? If he were, then when everyone had mistaken her for his girlfriend, he would surely have gone along with it gladly and never bothered to explain. At that thought she felt a flicker of guilt over her earlier suspicions, and a little shy as well: "Then... I'll keep watch for you..."
"Mm!" Wei Zhao nodded and dropped down into the drainage ditch.
But Wei Zhao changed far faster than Wang Xinyan had. In the blink of an eye he was done and back at her side: "Let's go, I'm changed."
"That fast?" Wang Xinyan was a little surprised.
"Force of habit." Wei Zhao smiled. "About what happened just now—I didn't mean to. I heard you shout, turned my head... and saw..."
"You're still talking about it!" Wang Xinyan's face went red again. She glared at Wei Zhao, anger in her eyes, and stamped her foot: "I've forgotten all about it!"
"..." Wei Zhao looked at her, never expecting that a girl as quiet as Wang Xinyan could get so worked up. He shrugged. "Actually, I've forgotten too."
"Forget my foot—don't you dare mention it again," Wang Xinyan huffed.