Bigshot's Sweetie Is a Cat!-Chapter 934: Feng Liyan Wearing White Clothes

"Then you wear mine, mine looks good too."

"Are you joking? How can I, a grown man, wear girls’ clothes?"

"So what exactly do you want?" Wen Xiao’ai found him really hard to please.

"You go eat first, I’m heading back to Bai Yi’s place."

"Be careful not to be discovered, they don’t know you, they’ll catch you as a suspect. No, dressed like that, they’ll think you’re a lunatic and catch you."

"I know."

Feng Liyan responded and walked towards the balcony. Once on the balcony, seeing no one below, Feng Liyan jumped down from the floor.

Wen Xiao’ai picked up Jun Moyan’s clothes, sniffed them, glanced towards the balcony, and said, "Hmph, I couldn’t bear to let you wear them, yet you dislike them."

Saying this, Wen Xiao’ai turned around, placed the clothes back where they were, then went downstairs to eat.

Feng Liyan dodged the patrolling guards and surveillance of Wu Garden along the way and returned to Bai Yi’s place.

Arriving at the door, Feng Liyan didn’t bother knocking to see if Bai Yi might be home, instead directly opened the door and walked in.

It was easy to guess that Bai Yi wasn’t back.

Because if Bai Yi came back and didn’t find Little Gray Cat, he would definitely have immediately gone to Wen Xiao’ai to look for him.

Feng Liyan closed the door behind him, turned on the lights in the room, and went to the wardrobe to pick out clothes.

While choosing, he was attracted by the neatly arranged small outfits on the left side of the wardrobe.

Feng Liyan reached out, picked up the one on top, looked at it, and couldn’t help but laugh.

Feng Liyan rummaged through and found that not only were there twenty or thirty of his small clothes in the left part of the wardrobe, but also seven or eight different colored and styled small bow ties.

Feng Liyan put the small outfit back, grabbed some clothes Bai Yi wore a few days ago, and a new pair of shoes from the bottom of the wardrobe, and went to the bathroom to change.

If the family knew that Feng Liyan actually wore someone else’s old clothes, their jaws would drop.

"Quite fitting, as expected, looking good means anything looks good on me." A few minutes later, Feng Liyan looked in the mirror at himself with short hair instead of long, a long gown transformed into trendy menswear, feeling very satisfied and curious, just a bit not used to it.

"Better looking than that bastard Jun Moyan’s clothes." Feng Liyan said while admiring his outfit in the mirror.

Only after a while did he open the bathroom door and come out.

At the same moment, the door was opened from outside by someone.

Their eyes met, and both saw each other almost at the same time.

Bai Yi, holding a can of formula in his hands, stared at the strange man coming out of the bathroom, frozen at the door.

He was stunned partly because a stranger appeared in his room, and also because of Feng Liyan’s face.

Feng Liyan should be the most outrageously good-looking man Bai Yi had seen, aside from Jun Moyan and Jun Wuchen.

Is good looks so easily attainable these days? Were these born with plastic surgery done in the womb?

Removing the long gown and wearing modern clothes, Feng Liyan lost a bit of elegance but gained some modern maturity and an indescribable attractiveness.

The white shirt underneath made his already fair skin appear even fairer, a long camel-colored coat fitted just right and looked great, and those long legs under black casual pants were just too eye-catching.

Bai Yi quickly scanned Feng Liyan from head to toe with one glance, finally locking his gaze back on Feng Liyan’s face.