Under the Roof of Qingdao

Chen Dong followed him out. When he passed the entrance, he saw an unopened express box on the shoe cabinet, with the words "Express Delivery to the City" printed on it, and the recipient was Su Xiaoya. The box is not big and looks light and airy. "Is this express yours?" Chen Fang glanced at it and spoke casually. "Well, it arrived yesterday." Su Xiaoya's voice came from the kitchen, a bit muffled. "What is it?" Chen Fang picked it up and shook it. "Nothing, cosmetics." Su Xiaoya walked out quickly, took the express box, turned around and walked to the bedroom, her movements were a little hasty, as if she was afraid of being opened by him... He walked softly. Going over and looking through the crack in the door, Su Xiaoya was kneeling on the yoga mat doing cat-cow pose. She was wearing a gray tight-fitting yoga suit that outlined the soft curves of her back. The trouser legs were close to her calves, revealing slender ankles, and she was wearing a pair of light-colored non-slip socks. Her movements were very slow, but her breathing was a little rapid, as if she was trying to calm down... Chen Dong didn't speak much, but occasionally picked up food for Su Xiaoya. He noticed that Chen Fang's eyes swept over Su Xiaoya's legs several times, with an undisguised possessiveness, and Su Xiaoya subconsciously pulled her skirt down every time...