Chapter 584 - Youre Not Allowed to Tear Clothes
Princess is Glamorous in Modern Day
Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
Looking at Xia Wanyuanâs skilled actions, Jun Shilingâs heart ached.
He naturally knew that practice made perfect.
However, with Xia Wanyuanâs bearing and elegance, it was obvious that she had been pampered since she was young.
What kind of situation would make Xia Wanyuan so proficient in wilderness survival skills? Jun Shiling did not dare to think about it.
Xia Wanyuan reached out and patted Jun Shilingâs back as if to comfort him. A smile appeared in Jun Shilingâs eyes. She was the one who had suffered, but she turned around to comfort him.
This person.
On the screen, Xia Wanyuanâs actions of peeling the bamboo were straightforward. Not long after, a row of raw materials that were used to make the bamboo raft was cut at her feet.
The production team did not give her a rope and she could not fix the scattered bamboo together. An Rao looked down at her wide T-shirt. âSister, use my shirt!â
As An Rao spoke, she picked up the bamboo knife and cut open her clothes from her waist. With a tearing sound, a large piece of cloth was pulled down.
Xia Wanyuan cut the fabric into an extremely thin cloth. The clothes were still elastic and were perfect for tying the bamboo raft.
An Rao tied the T-shirt that had been cut off at the waist, revealing an extremely white waist. It looked fashionable and sexy, and the half shirt did not look out of place.
[ Iâve always felt that An Rao should be noble and cold. I didnât expect her to be hung up with such a stupid and passionate love. I love her. I love this figure even more. ]
[ Reality has proven that the completion of fashion mainly depends on the face. If my T-shirt is torn like this, others will definitely think that Iâm going to beg for food. ]
An Rao looked at the comments praising her happily. âOh my, my charm is still so great.â
Patting the facial mask on her face, An Rao took a pillow and placed it on her back before comfortably watching the program.
At that moment, her phone, which had been silent for a long time, rang. An Rao frowned.?Who was so annoying to disturb me from watching the program?
Her phone kept vibrating. An Rao walked over impatiently and picked it up.
The caller was Xiao.
Joy surged out of her heart, but An Rao immediately suppressed it. âWhat are you happy about?! Itâs been so long since I contacted you. Can you work harder?â
âWhat?â An Rao was still a little angry about Bo Xiao disappearing for four days.
âIâve been on a mission in Continent F for the past few days, and the signal on the battlefield is chaotic. I donât have time to play with you. Iâm sorry.â Bo Xiaoâs tired voice came from the phone, and the grievance in An Raoâs heart quickly disappeared.
âBattlefield? Are you okay?â Thinking of Bo Xiaoâs profession, An Rao could not help but worry.
âAre you worried about me?â There was a smile in Bo Xiaoâs voice.
âWhoâs worried about you? Donât flatter yourself.â An Rao continued to be stubborn.n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om
Bo Xiao smiled and did not continue asking. Instead, he changed the topic. âIâll be back tomorrow. Is there anything you want?â
âWhy would you ask others about a gift? Thereâs no surprise at all.â An Rao pursed her lips. However, she did not want anything.
It would be good if Bo Xiao could return safely.
However, she held it in and did not dare to say it.
âAlright, Iâve never given gifts to anyone before. How would I know so much?â Bo Xiao said helplessly.
âYouâve never given gifts to anyone? Who would believe you?â Bo Xiao looked like a playboy who had walked through a myriad of flowers.
However, it was undeniable that Bo Xiaoâs words made An Rao very happy.
âIf you want a gift, promise me one thing.â Bo Xiao reached out and switched off the television.
âWhat?â Xia Wanyuan raised her eyebrows in confusion.
âDonât tear your clothes for no reason anymore.â Bo Xiaoâs magnetic voice passed through with a hint of domineeringness. âYour figure isnât good either. Who are you tearing it for?â
âBullsh * t, my figure isnât good?! Bo Xiao, are you blind? You stared at me for so long last time because my figure isnât good?â An Rao was angry.
This time, Bo Xiao admitted it directly. His voice suddenly became gentle. âMm, your figure is very good, so donât tear your clothes outside anymore, okay?â
ââ¦â An Rao, who was about to roll up her sleeves and argue with Bo Xiao, stopped.
âWhy should I listen to you? Who are you to me? Iâm not talking to you anymore. The program is ending. Bye.â
With that, An Rao hung up the phone, determined not to let Bo Xiao hear the embarrassment in her tone.
Hearing the beeping sound on the phone, Bo Xiao rubbed his eyebrows helplessly. He sat for a while and switched on the television.
After hanging up the phone, An Rao sat back on the sofa angrily. âDog man, youâve ignored me for so long. Why are you interfering the moment you come back? Who do you think you are?â
After grabbing the pillow angrily for a while, An Rao lowered her head to look at her bare waist strap.
I had to visit Xiao Bao every day, so it was not appropriate to dress like this. I should buy a belt that did not show my waist tomorrow.?
The belt was her last dignity.