I Have Yet to Become a Doll Today

Chapter 239: 239 Washing Skirt (Additional Update for Top 100 Recommendation List)

“It’s just a game, why should I care.” Bai Youwei closed her eyes and slowly said, “Besides, my white dress is already worn out, so why bother washing it ”

Shen Mo: “Even rags get washed, why can’t a dress be washed?”

Bai Youwei:

She had a headache.

“Take advantage of my weakness while I’m sick,” Bai Youwei grumbled, “Take me to the bedroom, I need to rest.”

Shen Mo lightly chuckled then picked her up and went to the bedroom.

The three bedrooms were similar. Shen Mo randomly chose one, the room was filled with dolls, on the table, ground, windowsill, and even on the bed. He placed Bai Youwei down, swiped up the dolls from the bed. Various plush dogs and teddy bears littered on the floor.

Then he went to the neighboring room, selected three sets of women’s clothing from the wardrobe, they were all vintage styled, gorgeous and refined, complete with matching shoes, socks, and accessories. As if prepared for Lolita styled dolls.

Bai Youwei sprawled on the bed, already drowsy. When Shen Mo came back with clothes, she half-opened her eyes, picking out a set of black.

Shen Mo glanced at the other two sets and asked her, “Are you sure about this one?”

“Yep.” Bai Youwei spoke weakly, “It’s a matching outfit.”

Shen Mo looked down at his own black T-shirt, unsure of what to say.

He put the remaining two sets back, when he got back to the bedroom, Bai Youwei was already asleep, hugging the black dress. She must be feeling really unwell, thus draped in the towel and wrapped in a quilt; she slept in her messy state without changing her clothes.

Shen Mo sat down next to the bed, touched her forehead, but she remained unaware – sleeping peacefullly.

After her bath, her temperature dropped a bit, not as hot as before, but her cheeks were still flushed, hot, and her eyebrows slightly furrowed, like a little annoye kitten.

Shen Mo smoothed her scattered hair on her forehead, then got up and left the room.

He went to the bathroom.

The dirty, wet dress was still there, crumpled next to the sink, not much cleaner than a rag.

Shen Mo turned on the faucet to wash the dress.

He finished washing it quickly, like an organized military operation, efficiently scrubbing away the stains, rinsed it with fresh water, wrung it dry, shook it out—

Splat!

Water droplets sprinkled off the white dress, like rain, shimmering.

Shen Mo smiled silently.

It’s a pity that the dress is ruined, but he thought she looked nice in a white dress.

There was a knock on the door from outside, thump, thump, thump.

“Who’s in there?” Tan Xiao yelled from outside, “I need to take a bath! I smell like rotten mud!”

Li Li shouted from behind: “What are you going to wear after your bath?!”

“None of your business what I wear! But certainly not your clothes!”

“I’m afraid you’ll be naked and blind me, that’s why!”

Tan Xiao laughed loudly: “Hahahaha you four-eyed chicken! You’d be blind without your glasses anyway.”

Li Li: “Screw you!”

The two caused a ruckus.

Shen Mo opened the door, Tan Xiao was startled, “… Brother Mo, are you taking a bath?”

“No.” Shen Mo stepped aside, spoke indifferently, “Go ahead, there’s hot water inside.”

“Oh!”

Once Tan Xiao entered the bathroom, Li Li had no one to argue with anymore. The entire room became considerably quieter, even Yan Qingwen showed a relieved expression.

Shen Mo took the dress downstairs, dragging the old pine wood floor coat rack to the fireplace, and hung the dress to warm up.

Of the ten people, one was sick, one was in the shower, leaving eight people in the living room downstairs, silent for a moment.

Lun Ang wanted to smoke, he pulled out a packet from his pocket, and the cigarette case was dripping with water.

He cursed under his breath, irritably threw the rain-soaked cigarette case into the fireplace. The red flames crackled, then continued to burn.

Yan Qingwen said, “Now that everyone is here, the game hasn’t started yet, what do you guys think is the reason?”