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"Hey..." Mengdie crossed her arms, "You... you didn't start thinking about something weird, did you?"

"Ha... hahaha... How could I? ...Ah, thank you, Dubo. Mengdie, here are some of my clothes. It's not really good for you to sleep naked, is it? Do you need them? ...Don't worry, I've never worn these clothes."

Clothes? Men's clothes?!

Mengdie's eyes lit up immediately! She eagerly reached out to lift the tent flap. Edward outside saw Mengdie's shadow move and anxiously held the tent flap tightly, not letting go, while turning his head away, his face pale from tension.

Seeing the clothes passed inside, Mengdie stopped trying to lift the tent flap. She excitedly went through the clothes one by one and, after confirming that even the underwear was men's, she immediately put them on. Ah~~~ This comfortable feeling... Indeed, only when wearing men's underwear can one feel completely relaxed~~~!

Edward outside, watching the silhouette on the tent fabric, seemed to have picked up the clothes to wear. Thinking about his own intimate clothing inside, he once again teetered on the brink of collapse. Although he hadn't worn them, the feeling... this feeling! It was just... too exhilarating!

"Dre... Mengdie..." Edward wiped the blood dripping from his nose, "Have you... always worn only that one set of clothes?"

"Ah. The sisters I'm temporarily staying with are very poor, they can't afford to buy me clothes."

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"Is that so..."

Edward nodded, feeling ashamed. So... Mengdie Miss had been living such a hard life, not even having money to buy clothes! I... I'm really ashamed!

After putting on the triangle underwear, Mengdie began to put on a shirt, buttoning it up. The only downside was that the shirt was too large for her, almost big enough to be worn as a dress. The sleeves were also very long, almost covering her hands. Mengdie could only look at her short stature with a disappointed gaze, shaking her head. She placed the remaining clothes next to Edward's armor and put her hairpin and hairband on the neatly folded clothes. This was her habit as a lay disciple of Buddhism. Life in the monastery, with its strict rules and discipline, was no less stringent than military life.

The night was deep. Mengdie yawned and went to the bed, lifting the blanket. Noticing Edward was still outside, she walked over and lifted the tent flap.

"Hey, aren't you going to sleep? I don't want to go bandit hunting tomorrow with a burden on my back."

Edward turned and saw Mengdie's long hair shining with a mysterious luster under the starlight, her petite figure enveloped in the slightly oversized shirt, barely revealing her soft body curves. Looking down below the shirt, her pink thighs were symmetrical and slender without any excess fat, her ten pink toenails were so captivating that one glance was enough to make the heart flutter.

Mengdie was too sleepy, the alcohol made her mind a bit blurry. After speaking, she casually let go of the tent flap and walked back to the bed. About a minute later, the tent flap was lifted again, and Edward, with a serene face, slowly walked in...

Mengdie chuckled, shaking her alcohol-addled head.

Then, she pulled back her own blanket and quickly slipped in. Covering herself, she turned over, seemingly falling into a deep sleep.

This was a test, a definite test! Edward's back broke out in sweat. He obediently took off his jacket, but that was all. To strip down to a nightshirt and share a bed with Mengdie as he usually did, this honest man probably couldn't do it in this lifetime. Although... this wasn't really sharing a bed in the true sense...

"Excuse me..."

Edward nervously nodded his head, lifted a corner of his blanket, and timidly sat down. After seeing the approving look in Mengdie's eyes beside him, he boldly lay down and covered himself with the blanket.

Even through the cotton blanket, he seemed to smell... that enticing fragrance...

Edward shuddered all over, involuntarily shivering! Then, a gurgling sound came from his throat. He pulled up the blanket, reached out to touch the glass oil lamp at the top of the tent, and quietly... extinguished the light inside...

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